DREAM BACK IN CHAOS (Pillow Book Extra)

Chapter -5

The Holy Blue Sea was a very mystical place. Since the stone palace was constructed 100,000 years ago, the entirety of the Holy Blue Sea falling under Donghua's name and becoming Dijun's private land, it had continuously maintained that same appearance. In these 100,000 years, the world had changed countless times , even the borders of the five clans had been redrawn many times. Only the grasses and trees and pavilions and terraces of the Holy Blue Sea remained the same as before, ever unchanging.
For a time, the Holy Blue Sea's caretaker immortal Fei Wei was extremely envious of another caretaker-the caretaker by Shaowan's side, immortal Feng Xing, because Feng Xing lived on Zhangwei Mountain. Goddess Shaowan loved to arrange battle formations and also loved creating gardens and landscapes. Her Zhangwei Mountain seemed as though it was redecorated and rebuilt nearly every year. Its appearance seemed to change practically once a year. Fei Wei was envious of Feng Xing being able to live in a new home every year, envious enough that his heart was broken with grief. He had asked Dijun in roundabout ways several times when the Holy Blue Sea could also replace its old look with a new one. Dijun very straightforwardly made
him give up on this wish, saying that he was too lazy to trouble himself with this matter.

Fei Wei had been looking at this naturally carved and expansive scenery of the Holy Blue Sea for a hundred thousand years. He had originally thought that he would never see the day its layout changed in this lifetime, but this mystical event happened in this way. He had only gone out to deliver a letter, leaving for four or five days. Looking around when he came back, that place on the right side of the stone palace that Dijun called a garden, the place that he called a wild jungle, to his surprise, had really been transformed into a real garden of the common meaning .In the garden, there were vibrantly colored flowerbeds, winding verandas, a skillfully crafted
rockery, and a tasteful and elegant small lotus pond. Compared to the garden on Zhangwei Mountain that he had once been so wretchedly envious of, it was actually not lacking in any way.

Fei Wei called Bai Gungun who was in the garden flying a kite to a stop, and consulted with young Gungun on what exactly was going on here. Young Gungun was happy to play the role of teacher, not even flying the kite anymore. "It's like this," he helped Fei Wei dispel his doubts, "Four days ago, mother and father were chatting, and the subject of that grove that was originally here came up. Mother said that she doesn't like that grove, and still likes the garden that she designed that was later constructed on this ground even better, saying that there are mountains and water in the garden, and also a lotus pond and vegetable garden. It's both practical and good-looking." He gestured, "As they talked, mother drew a diagram for father to see. Father looked at it and disdained mother that she had no taste, saying how could that kind of ordinary garden compare with the natural elegance of that lush forest of his? Afterwards, he chopped that lush forest downand made this garden according to mother's diagram."Fei Wei was silent for a while. "Little master, the content after your 'afterwards' doesn't quite
seem to connect with the beginning content..." Because he didn't do too well in essays class, Gungun who was especially concerned with grammar, opened his eyes wide. "Ah, really? Then what should I do, do you want me to explain over again? H- how should I explain over again?"
"That's not necessary." Fei Wei stroked Gungun's small head, "This isn't your problem, little master, this is Dijun's problem."
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Dijun really did have a problem.

In Fei Wei's eyes, Dijun was actually a god who never changed. So much so that it was even a little boring. For this reason, he had always been very easy to serve.
But recently, Dijun was actually not so easy to serve.
For example, Dijun was no longer that same Dijun who could eat the same dish continuously for ten years straight. The Dijun who, in a hundred thousand years, had never once entered the kitchen to decide on a menu, recently, when he was not doing anything, would ask him what he
planned to make for the next meal, as well as wanting to discuss with him the recipe. He was a heterosexual man. How would he know how to cook? In the past, he used to stir-fry this and stir-fry that, and Dijun had never raised any objections either. But recently, not only did Dijun want
to order dishes, he actually even had some requests for seasoning. Furthermore, although Dijun's taste in clothing was very high, the Eight Realms and Four Seas was fighting a war right now. Thus, it already was not bad if everyone could eat well and had warm clothes to wear, so there was no such thing as the so-called trends in clothing. For this
reason, for the sake of convenience, whenever he made clothing for Dijun, he would often make several hundred sets, using the same fabric and the same style, and even the same color. Dijun would wear them for a hundred years, and never once say anything. But recently, Dijun suddenly became interested in rare clothing materials. When he was not doing anything, he would urge him to go out to gather them, even very clearly and explicitly specifying the color, quality, and patterns to him.
Faced with these new changes in Dijun, for the first seven days, Fei Wei really was not able to make sense of it, even believing that Dijun had been bewitched. The eighth day, because two little immortal children ate too many fruits and had diarrhea, he served Dijun and Miss Xiao Bai for the afternoon meal in their stead. The naturally intelligent
immortal Fei Wei figured out the reason why Dijun had suddenly become so refined with food: actually, Dijun was still that Dijun who would eat whatever you gave him, but Miss Xiao Bai was a refined girl. A refined girl needed refined care. You couldn't just randomly have her eat
whatever you gave her.The ninth day, when he saw the rare materials he had put in so many efforts to find and bring
back worn on Miss Xiao Bai's body, the immortal Fei Wei who only ever needed a hint to understand something suddenly also understood the reason why Dijun had suddenly become picky about clothing materials: actually, Dijun was still that Dijun who would wear whatever you
gave him, but Miss Xiao Bai was a refined girl. A refined girl needed refined care. You couldn't just randomly have her wear whatever you gave her.