Life In Teyvat- Night With Hu Tao

At the stroke of midnight, we reached the edge of the harbor cliffs. The usual bubbly prankster vanished. For the first time, I saw the real Hu Tao.

Despite her usual "Aiya!"-infused cheer, she becomes solemn and dignified when performing actual rites, leading her undertakers through lamp-lit alleys with a gravity that surprises those who only know her as a prankster. The Wangsheng Atmosphere

We took a path I had never seen before. Hidden behind the bamboo of a funeral shop, a set of ancient stone stairs descended into a mist that didn't feel wet—it felt forgetful . This was the Wuwang Hill approach, but not the one on any map.

"So, what brings you out tonight?" Hu Tao asks, her voice low and husky, as she gestures to the starry sky above. Life in Teyvat- Night with Hu Tao

Despite her professional demeanor, Hu Tao exudes an aura of playfulness and wit, making her a fascinating companion on a night out in Teyvat. As the evening wears on, she might regale you with tales of her adventures, her voice low and husky, like a gentle breeze on a summer night.

: While she may be a "troll" in daily life, during ceremonies she is immaculate and stern, following ancient rules to ensure both the living and the departed are satisfied. The Consultant

I admitted I was tired, scared, and confused. At the stroke of midnight, we reached the

The ghost stares. Then, slowly, he smiles. “Oh. The recipient died fifty years ago. My bad.” He fades away peacefully.

"You know," she said quietly, her voice losing its usual manic cadence. "People are afraid of the night. They think it’s when the ghosts come out. But I think it’s nice. The sun is too loud, you know? It demands attention. The night... the night just listens."

in the main hall of Wangsheng to exchange impromptu poetry, with sometimes acting as the umpire. Shopping: Hu Tao's Signature Look Despite her usual "Aiya

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The sun had long since dipped below the horizon, casting a warm orange glow over the sleepy town of Liyue. The air was filled with the sweet scent of incense and the soft chirping of evening birds. I had the privilege of spending an evening with the enigmatic and fascinating Hu Tao, Director of the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor.

Exhausted, I sat on the steps of the Northland Bank. Hu Tao sat beside me, finally quiet.