The next morning, Zhang Zian and the Elfins all got up a little late. Although the bed was hard and uncomfortable to sleep on, it was a flat bed, not pothole-filled land, so they didn't want to get up.
He still had to get up even if he didn't want to. After all, the journey wasn't over yet. After all, this wasn't his home. The earlier he achieved his goal, the earlier he could go home.
After breakfast, Zhang Zian wrote a few words on a piece of paper with charcoal in English and then stuck it on the inside of the window. The key is under the stone at the door. Don't smash the glass.
If there were other travelers here in the future, they would definitely look through the glass and see the paper and the message on it.
He also wrote another note and placed it on the floor. It meant: Please use whatever you want, and leave it as it is when you leave.
