“You’re wondering why I do this,” she said, not as a question.
“Do you ever get lonely?” I asked. “Walking between worlds, I mean.”
We crunched through fallen leaves under a sky littered with stars. Hu Tao hummed a tune that sounded like a funeral march sped up to a polka beat. She pointed out "ghost lights" (which were just fireflies), "cursed roots" (which were just tree roots), and a "vengeful specter" (which was just a very fat, very angry raccoon). Life in Teyvat- Night with Hu Tao
"Wait, is this from Wanmin Restaurant?" you asked, eyeing the wrapping.
Is there a in Liyue you want the night to focus on? “You’re wondering why I do this,” she said,
I recently had the unique (and slightly terrifying) privilege of spending an entire evening with Hu Tao. What I expected to be a morbid vigil turned out to be the most bizarre, hilarious, and strangely philosophical night of my life. Here is what happens when you survive Night with Hu Tao .
Between these bouts of creative wordplay, you must always be on high alert. Hu Tao is infamous for her spontaneous pranks. Whether it involves materializing a illusory Phantom, playfully sneaking up to startle you in the dead of night, or offering you a cup of tea made from the condensation of blooming Glaze Lilies, there is never a dull moment. Her unpredictability is jarring at first, but it quickly becomes an endearing rhythm of her company—a reminder to stay grounded in the joy of the present. A Deeper Philosophy: Appreciating the Now Hu Tao hummed a tune that sounded like
Her passion for poetry is more than a hobby; it is her truest form of expression. Known as the "versemonger of the darkest alleys," her free verse has gained the admiration of many, including the renowned writer Xingqiu. As we wander past the Chihu Rock, she might recite a stanza, her voice a soft whisper that echoes off the stone walls. She’s responsible for the tune "Hilitune," which has become so popular that the children of Qingce Village can often be heard humming it. To Hu Tao, these aren’t just poems—they are invitations for the living to reflect on their own mortality, and her way of keeping the conversation about life and death alive and lively.
A night with Hu Tao rarely starts with seriousness. You might find her sitting on the roof of the funeral parlor, kicking her legs back and forth while composing a new poem about a falling leaf or perhaps a particularly melancholic ghost.
Her antics are well-known throughout the harbor. People often shake their heads in amusement, calling her the "troublemaker" of the city, but it is clear that Liyue wouldn't be the same without her vibrant personality breaking up the monotony of everyday life. 3. The Art of the Prank
It tasted like ash and honey. It was terrible. It was also the most profound meal I’ve ever had.