Liyue Harbor, Wu Wang Slope.
This place is the boundary between life and death. Not only is the environment eerie and strange, but dark Hellfire also drifts everywhere.
Ordinary people turn pale at the mention of Wu Wang Slope. Only Wangsheng Funeral Parlor visits here frequently.
For Wangsheng Funeral Parlor, the silent Wu Wang Slope is extremely lively.
When Makoto came to Wu Wang Slope to do a mission, he complained a lot about this place.
Simply put, he could connect with the earth, but not with the underworld.
"Big Brother, please help me find the novel in the forest."
At this moment, Xiao Jiujiu gently spoke, pulling on Makoto's clothes.
"I remember very clearly that I was drying books in the forest at that time, so it should be somewhere nearby."
Xiao Jiujiu was also unsure of the novel's exact location. After all, the novel was gone when she woke up, so she could only provide Makoto with a general area.
Makoto nodded and walked towards the forest.
Immediately after, Makoto took out his treasure compass from his backpack to search for the novel Xiao Jiujiu mentioned.
As element power was injected into it, the compass needle in his hand began to spin, guiding Makoto forward.
Before long, Makoto found the novel Xiao Jiujiu had mentioned.
However, that novel was already tattered and scattered.
Most of the pages were already unrecognizably waterlogged, and even the writing on them was completely illegible.
If he gave these pages to Xiao Jiujiu, he wouldn't be able to complete the task at all.
He wouldn't be able to fulfill the saying of making up for regrets.
The one who tied the bell must untie it. Makoto figured he should go find Chang Jiuye; perhaps the problem could be resolved.
Thinking this, Makoto returned to find Xiao Jiujiu.
This Wu Wang Slope is indeed very strange.
Along the way, Makoto always felt like someone was watching him from behind, but every time he turned to look, he found nothing.
Presumably, no one else would be like him, running to such a desolate and eerie place as Wu Wang Slope in the middle of the night.
But the feeling of being observed was real and not an illusion.
Makoto walked a bit further, and that feeling not only didn't disappear but became even stronger.
Finally, Makoto seized the opportunity and sharply turned his head. The gaze didn't have time to dodge and was caught red-handed.
Those eyes were very lively, playful, and vivacious.
If one looked closely, there was a plum blossom-like pattern in those eyes.
It was a girl hiding behind a tree, observing secretly.
The girl had long, shiny black hair, styled into cute twin Horsetails.
"Hu Tao?"
The moment he saw the girl, Makoto was slightly stunned.
He hadn't expected to meet Hu Tao, the 77th generation Director of Wangsheng Funeral Parlor, in Wu Wang Slope.
To be precise, the current Hutao was not yet the Director of Wangsheng Funeral Parlor.
At most, she was an unruly individual full of wild thoughts.
At three years old, she could recite books while standing on her head, reading countless books.
At six, she skipped school and slept soundly in a coffin.
At eight, she learned funeral etiquette...
Hu Tao's life was unrestrained; she did whatever she thought of, no matter when or where.
So, Hutao appearing in Wu Wang Slope now doesn't seem strange, does it?
Hearing Makoto blurt out her name, Hu Tao was a little surprised: "You know my name? Then it seems you're not a ghost."
"Oh, what a pity, I missed an opportunity to send off a client."
Hu Tao's expression showed regret and disappointment.
Makoto:???
So the little girl was secretly following him to determine if he was a ghost?
If it were other children her age, coming to such a gloomy place as Wu Wang Slope, they would probably have been scared stiff, at least not daring to run around.
Hu Tao, however, treated coming to Wu Wang Slope like going home, without any psychological burden.
And judging by what she said, if Makoto were a ghost, she was even prepared to act?
Hutao was truly fearless; her courage was remarkably great.
At this moment, Makoto heard an old man's voice from behind him: "Hu Tao, walk slower, don't be so rushed."
"If you walk too fast, Grandpa won't be able to keep up with you."
Makoto subconsciously looked up. The person speaking was over fifty, but he had a robust physique and a benevolent gaze.
He wore a black hat with the emblem of Wangsheng Funeral Parlor printed on it.
That was the Qiankun Taigua Hat, a hat passed down through generations of Wangsheng Funeral Parlor Directors.
Coupled with the old man's conversation with Hu Tao, it was not difficult to conclude that the old man was Hu Tao's grandfather, the 75th generation Director of Wangsheng Funeral Parlor.
...Many readers said they wanted to see Hu Tao, so the author adjusted the timeline and started Hu Tao's storyline.
Many readers said the timeline was wrong. This cannot be denied; if one strictly followed the plot timeline, Hu Tao couldn't have a role.
Everyone pointed out the error, and the author humbly learned.
My greatest strength is correcting mistakes when I realize them, and my greatest weakness is never realizing I'm wrong.
Just kidding.
Mainly, this is the author's first time writing a Genshin fanfiction, so timeline errors and inconsistencies in the background story are bound to occur. Please bear with me.
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