Life In Teyvat- Night With Hu Tao !!link!! Info

Her favorite line? “The coffin is just a sleeping bag you never have to unzip.”

With the package clutched in her hand, Hu Tao stepped back into the night, the stars her only companions. Her path wound through the city, eventually leading her back to the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor, its premises shrouded in the quiet darkness of night. There, within its walls, Hu Tao prepared for another day of guiding souls, her spirit bolstered by the simple joys she had discovered under the canopy of Teyvat's starry night.

Her most famous work, the "Hilitune," is a grim but catchy nursery rhyme sung by children and even spirits as far as Qingce Village .

You follow her up the winding paths of Liyue, away from the warmth of the harbor and toward the cooler altitudes of Wuwang Hill. The destination is a small, secluded stall known only to a few. The owner, an elderly woman who seems unfazed by the girl’s eccentricities, serves a simple dish: vegetarian abalone.