Genshin Impact - Hu Tao Guide | Build, Talents, Abilities, etc.

Zhongli looks young, but his personality is a bit dusty. He knows everything, but he doesn't worry about anything. Hmm... It can't be that he...

Hehe, forget it, oh well.

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Ah, hehe...

The 77th Director of Wangsheng Funeral Home, a young woman who runs the salon. Despite her position, she is an amiable person who does not like to show off.

Her antics are as numerous as the sand on the Yaoguang Shoal. She never ceases to shock people with her countless whimsical ideas.

It may seem that Hu Tao plays rather than works, he spends every free minute at his leisure and is widely considered a hands-off business owner.

Only during the funeral, when she personally leads her undertakers through the lamp-lit lanes, does she show her dignified and solemn side.

Funeral rites allow mortals to leave this world with dignity.

And Li Yue's Wangsheng Funeral Home is said to put the finishing touches on the scrolls of people's lives in the most respectful way.

Traditional funerals include several stages, such as a commemoration, a funeral, a memorial plaque ... All of them are subject to strict rules.

Regardless of their social status and level of wealth, all who leave deserve a ceremony that will do them honor. This is the customer service philosophy of Wangsheng Funeral Home.

One would think that such a respected organization should only be led by a person of the highest level of knowledge and insight.

However, the heavy mantle of the 77th director fell on the shoulders of a young lady like Hu Tao.

She has a great reputation in Li Yue. Whenever someone mentions Hu Tao, it is very difficult for their neighbors to navigate the conversation.

While she is widely praised for her wit and insight, her eccentric ideas are not as welcome as she often lets her imagination run wild.

At the age of three, she read volumes of classical texts while doing a handstand. At the age of six, she stopped classes and fell asleep in coffins. When she was eight years old, she began living in the living room and learning the etiquette of funeral ceremonies...

You should never have used the word "measured" to describe her behavior.

As a teenager, Hu Tao was first assigned to conduct a funeral ceremony.

Undertakers and salon consultants awaited her debut with twisted knots as if they were suspended over the heights of the Jueyun Karst.

Fortunately, Hu Tao takes the parlour's work very seriously and always strives to grow his business.

“At Wangsheng Funeral Home, the living give us Mora so we can see the dead on the way. We have a responsibility to both parties, so we have to make sure both parties are happy."

When it comes to living room rules, Hu Tao knows them all like the back of his hand.

Every day, when the living room closes, Hu Tao invites consultants from all walks of life to deliver their teachings to the undertakers.

“The funeral tradition is like a science. It cannot be done on the basis of impressions and personal habits.

Of all the lecturers, Zhong Li is the most respected. Thus, his lessons proved to be most effective in developing the competencies of Vanshen's funeral homes.

Even though Hu Tao often teases him about his old-fashioned style, he is also the person she trusts the most.

Apart from this, Hu Tao always instructs his funeral homes to respect the wishes of their clients and not to insist on any particular form of burial.

“Some clients want nothing more than a peaceful ceremony, others prefer a more lively event style. There are also wealthier clients who ask for funerals of the most pompous nature. The services we provide must be individualized according to the requirements of the needs of the clients."

Since Hu Tao came to power, the salon has been running steadily and reliably, and the ceremonies have been conducted so tactfully that quite a few superstitious people in Li Yue have changed their minds about funerals.

Despite this, Hu Tao still has a tendency to wander, disappearing as soon as her undertakers are busy listening to lectures.

The hobbies and interests of this young director are as eccentric as her personality, and yet it is difficult to say with certainty whether these pursuits are purely leisurely in nature.

Hu Tao's shadow can be seen on the moonlit docks or on the highest, most precarious lookouts in the mountains, where she's likely to see the landscape and turn her thoughts into beautiful poetry.

She loves to roam freely at night looking for inspiration. When it hits her, wherever she is, she can't help but compose a poem on the spot.

If they're especially lucky, wandering merchants vacationing in the Huaguang Stone Forest might spot a mysterious girl playing alone.

Hu Tao can play a four-player card game for hours without accompanying anyone.

However, the joy of such activities remains a mystery to everyone except Hu Tao herself.

The Ministry of Civil Affairs is guarded by two life-like stone lions, a symbol of power and authority.

However, Hu Tao, who once walked past the ministry building, saw them in a different light. At first, she carefully examined the lions, but soon her thoughtful muzzle gave way to a wide smile as she slapped their front paws.

From that moment on, Hu Tao often visited the stone statues and stroked them. She not only talked to them, but also gave them nicknames: Mustache for the one on the left, and Mittens for the one on the right.

Sometimes she would even bring a bucket of water and a big brush to bathe them, every move so careful and thoughtful you would think they were her real pets.

It so happened that another feline, a living and breathing calico cat, could be found enjoying local delicacies in front of the Xinyue Kiosk, not far from the Ministry Building. One day, the townspeople came to play with the restaurant's favorite, providing an interesting reflection of Hu Tao's idiosyncrasies. Faced with the puzzled looks of passers-by, Hu Tao showed unshakable confidence.

“Of course your kitty is cute, but the same can be said about my mustache and mittens. Their fur may be tougher, but they are still just as fluffy! Any animal that brings people joy can become a pet. And when it comes to majestic looks, your fur ball is simply no match for my lions! "

Suffice it to say that this explanation caused even more horror in the audience.

However, the group of people most and most often shocked by Hu Tao's antics were the ministry guards. Around midnight, soft footsteps could often be heard in front of the building. Initially, the guards suspected that the thief was preparing to rob the officials. To their constant surprise, it turned out that it was just a young lady playing with stone lions.

The guards faced an even greater mystery when, with everyone reluctantly accustomed to her presence, Hu Tao stopped his visits.

This meant that the responsibility for cleaning the statues once again fell on the shoulders of the guards.

Subsequently, they decided to guard the lions for many days, waiting for Hu Tao's return. Once they finally got the chance to ask her why she wasn't visiting anymore, they got the most absurd answers.

Sideburns and Mittens are now adults and can take care of themselves! Sorry, I'm late for a heart-to-heart with the Statue of the Seven about the meaning of life!"

Shortly after her first encounter with the little zombie, Hu Tao decided that, as her self-proclaimed true friend, she should grant Qi Qi eternal peace.

Hu Tao kidnapped Qi Qi several times, after carefully considering each case, including calculating the most auspicious time for the ceremony, striving to follow the standard cremation procedure, after which she placed Qi Qi in a tomb on the outskirts of the city. town.

In fact, she would have already succeeded if not for Baizhu's timely intervention.

Every time the pharmacy owner Bubu managed to catch up with them, Hu Tao would already put Qi Qi in her bag with only her head sticking out, and she would stare in total confusion as Hu Tao energetically dug a fire hole.

After that, Hu Tao sent a letter of apology to Qi Qi, expressing her deep regret for not being able to put Qi Qi to rest quickly enough.

In Hu Tao's eyes, Qi Qi passed away many years ago, but is trapped in this world and cannot be freed from her eternal suffering.

Baizhu, for his part, became even more relentless in his pursuit of eternal life after meeting Qi Qi. This act of protest against the cycle of life and death was unacceptable to Hu Tao.

She wanted to bury Qi Qi not only out of respect for her friend, but also to restore natural order.

But Qi Qi could no longer disagree, as she was afraid of death and did not like Hu Tao for her attempts.

Because the struggle between Hu Tao and her had gone on for so long, Qi Qi made a breakthrough. She began to remember places where she could hide to avoid being captured by Hu Tao.

Perhaps it was because of these desperate efforts to survive that Hu Tao decided to do something out of the ordinary and delve deeper into Qi Qi's past.

The story of her accident and the mystery of the adept… This series of coincidences filled Hu Tao's heart with hesitation.

Since Qi Qi has a very strong will to live, she should not be forced to move on. Given the circumstances, she could only be regarded as a rare exception, eluding the laws of nature.

Since then, Hu Tao's attitude towards Qi Qi has drastically changed to the point where she has become spoiled.

Unfortunately, the damage was done and Hu Tao became Qi Qi's scarecrow. It may take a few more years for a little zombie to let go of its grudges.

In fact, Hu Tao is best known not for her role as director, but for another great achievement: writing poetry.

She calls herself a "collector of poems in the darkest alleys," and free verse pours out uncontrollably from her lips when she has free time to be on the street.

"Hilituneh" is Hu Tao's most famous work, which is loved not only by the inhabitants of the harbor, but is always on the lips of children even in the village of Qingce.

Both amateurs and critics were greatly surprised by the simple yet profound originality of Hilitune and its creation, and flocks went to the Wanwen Bookhouse in search of the works of this great poet. Unfortunately, Hu Tao's anthologies, titled "Fiddlesticks" and "Of Common Lives" respectively,

Xinqiu, ever immersed in books, also wanted to meet this strange man, so he chose an auspicious date for him and brought a gift with him.

The two hit it off immediately, and they exchanged pointers and impromptu poetry in Wangsheng's main hall - and when faced with the poetry of Xing Qiu's traditional artistic bias, Hu Tao could always return with the same strange and wonderful verse.

And in this chaos there was a meaning, a rhythm of the bizarre, understandable to everyone, and this was also memorable.

Thus, she "beat the old master with her untrained fists", leaving Xing Qiu at a loss.

In the end, the poetry skirmish ended amicably and the two have become friends ever since, reading and writing poetry with each other when they have time to meet.

Over time, Chun Yun was also brought in as an arbitrator, their laughter filled the streets.

Poems born in these classes will also be recorded by outsiders.

If you ever hear a pair of matching verses, one stern and one playful, you've most likely heard the one co-written by Hu Tao and Xingqiu.

This hat is somewhat stiff and has a Wangsheng Funeral Home badge on the front.

This hat is said to have been handed down from the 75th Director Hu Tao. However, that director was large, muscular, and had a head at least two sizes larger than hers.

In the end, Hu Tao had to spend a whole day and night to change the hat with his own hands so that its dimensions matched her own. When she meets others, she tells them: this hat is magical, supports goodness and repels evil, and brings peace!

The Undertakers laugh and leave it at that, but the 77th Headmaster clearly treasures this hat.

Whether it rains or storms, or if Hu Tao returns late, covered in mud, this hat will remain spotless and clean.

The plum blossom that adorns the side of the hat is plucked from a plum tree that Hu Tao planted and grew herself.

The process of its creation is as follows: pluck and air dry, then paint, varnish and carefully outline before drying in the sun for three days and voila - a beautiful accessory, soft to the touch and carrying a delicate fragrance.

This tale should begin with the funeral of Hu Tao's grandfather.

Ten days before the actual funeral, Old Hu died after a bout of illness. For its 75th director, Wangsheng Funeral Home held a grand funeral in accordance with the last wish of the old man himself, conducted by Hu Tao.

Hu Tao, who was only thirteen years old at the time, who later became the director, made all the preparations herself at the highest level, which made a great impression on the undertakers.

After the funeral, thirteen-year-old Hu Tao grabbed her travel bag and made her way out in the dead of night. Her bag contained only a few rations, some water, and a light-creating agent. She was heading for a mysterious and rarely seen frontier.

Heading straight from Uvan Hill, you can reach the "border". This is the line that separates life and death, the secrets of which have been kept in the Wangsheng Funeral Home for several generations. According to legend, this is the place where the souls of past relatives and the spirits of those whose aspirations did not come true reside. For Hu Tao, this trip was a chance to see his grandfather again before he was gone forever.

She traveled continuously for two days until she finally reached her destination, but was unable to locate her grandfather upon arrival. She walked among countless spirits, but none of them looked like an old man.

She stayed there all day before falling asleep exhausted, awakened by the night sky and heavy dew. Several lonely spirits gathered around her, clapping their hands and laughing:

“Stupid girl, why was Old Hu here of all places? What were you thinking while looking for your relatives here?”

Hu Tao, who is so easy to resist, continued to wait, day after day. Her rations gradually disappeared, her water supply ran out, but her grandfather did not appear. In the end, a little old woman came to her.

She saw the exhausted Hu Tao and smiled as she said, “Look at your stubbornness, you are exactly the same as Old Hu. Too bad none of the directors of Wangsheng Funeral Home ever stayed here. You are from a family. simple speakers, so let me return the favor... Come back. Go back to where you came from."

The old woman said goodbye to Hu Tao before crossing the border and leaving. Hu Tao watched as the figure of the mysterious woman became smaller and disappeared as a feeling of doubt appeared with a hint of relief.

Finally, she came to the conclusion that her grandfather's absence was due to the fact that he crossed the border as soon as he arrived, to the place where he was bound. He was open and honest about life, leaving no regrets, so was it right to frame his departure in terms of regret?

With a smile, she started back.

The distant moon lit the way with a thin light, but now it was replaced by the bright light of dawn. On the way, Hu Tao remembered a saying her grandfather often quoted: “Live the life, die the death. Follow your heart, do what you can."

It was noon when Hu Tao returned home. She climbed over the wall into the backyard, went straight to her room, and unpacked her travel bag.

The food and water had long since run out, and the rest of the things had been unpacked, and instead there was a colorful Vision in the bag, which she thought was empty. When did he arrive?

Being one of the few living who dared to visit the border, perhaps Hu Tao's actions had displaced some unknown god.

Perhaps it was a heavenly gift back then... the ultimate recognition of her power.