The Zen room on the south side is slightly larger than the quiet room. There is a wooden bed against the wall on the left side of the entrance. The indigo quilt on it is clean and tidy. On a slightly old square table are a few books of poetry and a small vase with a willow branch. Apart from these, there are no extra decorations.
"Abbot, do you want me to light some incense now?"
The monk named Mingchen took out a brown incense stick half the thickness of his little finger from his sleeve and asked in a low voice.
"Yeah." He continued:
Abbot Puhua stood by the window and half-closed the wooden window, leaving only a narrow gap.
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