Chapter 13: Third eye

The Black Oak is less than a hundred yards from the cabin.
Joan led Kandy through the bushes, and a tall, straight tree appeared in their vision.
From a distance, the tall canopy is indeed black Cenzen. When you look closer, you will find that the leaves and branches are actually dark green, but the greenness is too deep, and the leaves reflect the sunlight.
Kandy was fascinated by the tall, upright plant at the first sight of the black oak tree, twirling around the tree, and sometimes admiring the trunk.
After all, Joanne is not a druid. He only knows that this tree is very valuable. Besides, he can't see anything particularly fascinating. After confirming that the black oak is growing well, he turns away and looks at the growth of other nearby trees.
Joan wandered through the forest for half an hour, confirming that there was nothing abnormal, and then turned back. He suddenly heard Conrad's cheers from the Black Oak tree on the way, frowning secretly, and wondering why the girl was fussing again.
When wondering, Kandy's cheers turned into a loud conversation, using a very quirky language, some of which seemed to be derived from elven language, but the grammar and pronunciation were different.
Joan listened more and more curiously, and couldn't help but speed up. Looking through the forest foliage, Kandy was standing under the black oak tree from afar, looking up at the crown of the tree, gesticulating while speaking loudly, as if chatting with someone.
Joan glanced at the tree. The dense foliage blocked the view, and there was no abnormality. Can't help shouting to Conte: "Who are you talking to?"
Kandy looked back and saw Joan, a smile appeared immediately on his face, and said cheerfully: "It is a tree spirit, Joan! A little tree spirit lives on this tree, her name is Mila, we I became a good friend when I first met!"
"I think you and anyone can be good friends." Joan approached the Black Oak and watched carefully, but couldn't find where the new friend Kandy said was hiding.
"Mila? How did you hide?" Condy shouted at the tree. "Come out, Mila! Don't be afraid, Joan is not a bad guy!"
The tree was silent, and Kandy's so-called "tree spirit" had no trace.
Joan frowned gradually. This black oak tree grew up with him. He thought that no one but his grandfather knew the tree better than him. However, he had never seen any "tree spirit" on the tree, and had to suspect that Kandy was still writing a story. Either just saw an illusion.
"It's a pity that Mila is timid and shy, and dare not come out to meet you." Kandy said regretfully.
"How dare she take the initiative to appear in front of you?" Joan asked quietly.
"Probably because I am a druid..." Kandy said thoughtfully. "A kind goblin can sense the breath of natural power from me, and Mila wants to make friends!"
Joan twitched his lips, which was really hard to refute.
"What did you just talk about?"
"Just knowing each other, my Mu language is not very proficient, and I don't know how much Mila understands." Kandy said regretfully.
"Mu language?"
"Well, this is the language most commonly used by woodland goblins. I don’t know if Mila will speak human or elven languages, so I tried to say hello to her in Mu language at the beginning."
Hearing her words vividly, her expression did not look like lying, and Joan couldn't help wondering: Did Condy really see the tree spirit just now?
Yalfheim has been known for its frequent appearance of goblins since ancient times. It is said that there is a portal to the goblin kingdom deep in the jungle. Therefore, although Joan himself has never witnessed it, he believes that there are really tree spirits in this world.
When Joan was a child, he also saw glowing humanoid insects by the pond. His grandfather once told him that it was a little goblin named "Grejing". "Tree spirit" belongs to a branch of the big family of goblins, and it is much larger than the little goblins like "Grejing", and their living habits are also different.
Legend has it that tree spirits always coexist with a big tree. As long as the symbiotic big tree is still growing, the tree spirits will not be old and immortal, and their youth will stay forever. Occasionally appearing in front of humans, they are always a beautiful girl. Qiao An also heard that Shu Jing is good at casting spells. If someone tries to destroy her symbiotic tree, or destroy nearby trees, she will be retaliated against by the Jing Jing. Disorientation, or summon vines to bind each other...
Now Joan recalls that this black oak tree has never been infested, and there are no wild boars and monkeys around. Perhaps it is not necessarily because of the protection of the tree spirits.
When Joan was a child, he listened to his grandfather's habit of tree spirits. This beautiful and shy creature will only actively appear in front of innocent and kind people who love nature, which is exactly in line with Kandy's description just now. Or careers are attractive to Shu Jing. If the Black Oak really has a symbiotic tree spirit, it would be reasonable to take the initiative to appear in front of Condy. In contrast... Joan sighed, thinking that he was neither good enough nor enough to love nature. The tree spirit must not have been like him. What a good feeling, it's no surprise to avoid it from afar.
Thinking so, Joan turned around and walked away so as not to disturb Conti's communication with the tree spirit who might exist. However, as soon as he walked out, Kandy jumped up and down, seeming to find it more interesting to chat with him or chat with him.
This made Joan feel a little bit uncomfortable and tried to take the initiative to chat with her, but unfortunately he was really not good at making conversations, and finally he rushed away without saying a word. Condy was quite happy, walking on the road and singing songs with pleasure.
Joan didn't know what song Kandy sang and listened silently while he hurried. The sweet voice of the girl echoed in his ears, making him feel fascinated, and his steps became lighter.
Walking into the glade again, a gust of wind greeted him, and Joan's cloak hood slipped backwards, revealing a fair white neck.
The song suddenly stopped behind him, and exclaimed instead. Kandy stunned, covering his mouth with both hands, widening his eyes, and staring straight at Joan’s neck-there was a dark eye in the middle of the third and fourth cervical vertebrae, and it was quiet. Watching her, a strange luster flashed deep in her pupils.
Hearing Conti's exclamation, Joan stopped and silently pulled up his cloak and hood to cover the weird eyes behind his neck and continued his journey without looking back.
Kandy hesitated for a few seconds before speeding up to catch up with Joan. The horror at that moment was still lingering in her heart. Although she had many questions, she couldn't take the courage to ask Joan about the weird eyeball behind his neck.
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