After a while, Shen Xing pulled out a piece of irregular wood the size of an egg from the pile of wood.
At first glance, the surface of this piece of wood was covered with bumps, just like a piece of inferior quality that could be thrown away at will.
This is called shadow wood, which is taken from the gall that grows from the trunk or root of the tree when it gets sick, and the number is relatively scarce.
Of course, this kind of shadow wood is rarely used in wood carvings, depending on what the carved work is, and the work itself does not conform to the wood growth structure of the shadow wood.
A good woodcarving work must at least balance the wood texture, texture, color, branch structure, toughness, and wax compatibility between the finished product and the raw wood.
Strictly speaking, shadow wood does not belong to any kind of wood. There is no distinction between northern wood and southern wood, but a special wood that grows from lesions.
However, its shape is in line with Shen Xing's original vision for the bloodshot eyeball.
When he came back from buying this piece of wood, it was entirely a whim for Shen Xing. He didn't expect to use it in the future. If he just kept it, I feel that this shadow wood is also very good.
The surface of Shadowwood is pitted, with irregularities and bumps everywhere, but in Shen Xing's view, the natural growth trend of this thing is very similar to the back part of the eyeball, that is, the messy eye nerves.
The smooth part of the front end of Kageki was taken a little more carefully, and the nerve part at the back was refined, and it was a complete eyeball shape.
After having thoughts in his mind, he began to sculpt.
First, the wood was peeled, and then I used a pen to trace the approximate shape of an eye on the main part of the eyeball that needs to be carved out of Shadowwood. It could have been drawn on paper first, but it has been a while since the body was reborn. He has been able to control the basic rhythm, and there is no need to draw drafts in advance to make such small wood carvings.
Moreover, for Shen Xing, this eye was so impressive that it was completely reflected in his mind and could no longer be forgotten.
After tracing the basic shape on the shadow wood, fix the shadow wood with a vise on the workbench, and remove the excess part of the shadow wood with a wire saw to make it close to the size of an eyeball.
Because some extra parts will be reserved for the subsequent trimming to facilitate the reduction operation, it is impossible for the remaining shadow wood to retain the size of the eyeballs, otherwise the next trimming will not be possible.
Then he began to refine the shadow wood with spiral fine teeth.
During this process, Shen Xing showed a stronger concentration than before, forgetting time, hunger, and sleepiness.
Presenting a state of enchantment, and the images all over his head are the bloodshot eyeballs.
In the past, it took at least 24 hours to complete the finished eyeball with Shen Xing's skill and speed, but from morning until dusk, he had already completed the entire eyeball.
After trimming the surface of the eyeball and surrounding large surfaces with an arc knife and a flat knife, it was replaced with an electric tooth machine for meticulous finishing.
Soon, the last sunset has disappeared, and the lights are beginning to shine.
Shen Xing took a heavy breath, stopped suddenly, slowly put down the tools in his hand, and stared at the almost formed eyeballs without blinking.
At this moment, he felt that he was finally alive, and he felt the world around him again.
The night wind blows in from the window sill, and the dim yellow street lamp shines in the corner of the window, pulling out a long triangle reflection.
So far, he has basically shown the bloodshot eyeballs in his mind, but the most real thing is that the eyeballs are facing his surface and surroundings. Because the optic nerves behind the eyeballs have not been seen, Shen Xing has not left yet. Knife.
Removed the woodcarving eyeball from the vise, took it in his hand and looked at it carefully. Suddenly, a strong sense of weakness appeared.
Shen Xing suddenly felt extremely thirsty. He immediately got up, walked to the drinking fountain in the living room with a little float, took a large glass of water, drank it with a slurping, and soon felt full, and then felt a strong sleepiness. Surge.
Was awakened after four o'clock in the morning, fighting with Lin Wanru's corpse, and ran downstairs in fear, preparing to goggle his eyes, and then talked with the sheriff who rushed for so long, afraid of revealing his secrets, and his spirit has been in a state of high tension. .
Now that he has been sculpting in front of the workbench without distracting thoughts for so long, almost ten hours of concentration, making Shen Xing feel tired like never before, even unable to lift his eyelids.
Put down the water glass and went back to the bedroom. He just lay on the bed and fell asleep as soon as his head was on the pillow.
The light on the workbench was still on, and the windows were open, but as Shen Xing told Xiong Wei and other sheriffs, this old-fashioned residential building was very quiet, revealing a strange silence.
time flies.
This time, I slept until 5 pm the next day.
Shen Xing woke up from starvation.
Before he opened his eyes, he heard his stomach groaning.
I opened my eyes in a daze, and what I saw was the face of a stranger. This was a woman standing next to his bed, bowing her head and looking at herself.
This scene made Shen Xing startled suddenly, hulled and got up from the **.
"Don't be nervous, I'm an investigator of the Public Security Bureau." The woman took a step back, smiling, spreading her hands, "Seeing that you are asleep well, so I didn't wake you up."
She is tall and beautiful, with clear eyes and short hair. She is not wearing a sheriff's uniform. Instead, she is wearing a white tight-fitting short sleeve, a pair of waisted jeans, and a small shiny black backpack. .
While speaking, the woman took out her ID and leaned in front of Shen Xing so that he could look closely.
Shen Xing took a look.
The certificate reads "Li Naijing, Investigator of the Special Case Investigation Team of the Yungu Public Security Department", and there is a black six-pointed star in the middle of the lower part of the certificate.
This sign, Shen Xing remembered the sheriff Xiong Wei who had just met, and there did not seem to be a similar sign on their documents.
"Li Naijing?" He muttered to himself.
This name reveals an inexplicable... milky taste in the domineering!
"How did you get in?" Shen Xing retracted his mind and asked.
Li Naijing shrugged: "Just come in from the door, the investigation team has many methods to open this garbage lock, and has the right to enter the private sphere without the owner's consent."
After that, Li Naijing turned and walked to the living room, "Get up, let's go to the living room to talk about the details of yesterday's case."
While turning around, her gaze flicked over the unfinished woodcarving eyeball still held in Shen Xing's hand, and she condensed slightly, but she didn't ask much. (End of this chapter)