After a while, Shen Xing pulled out an irregular piece of wood the size of an egg from the pile of wood.
At first glance, the surface of this piece of wood is full of knots, like a piece of inferior quality that can be thrown away easily.
This is called shadow wood, which is taken from the galls that grow on the trunk or roots of trees after they become diseased. The quantity is relatively scarce.
Of course, this kind of shadow wood is rarely used in wood carvings. It depends on the carving work and whether the work itself conforms to the wooden growth structure of shadow wood.
A good wood carving must at least balance issues such as wood texture, grain, color, branch structure, toughness, and waxability between the finished product and the original wood.
Strictly speaking, shadow wood does not belong to any kind of wood. There is no distinction between northern wood and southern wood. It is just a special kind of wood that grows out of disease.
However, its shape is very consistent with Shen Xing’s original idea of the bloodshot eyeball.
When Shen Xing bought this piece of wood, it was entirely on a whim. He didn't expect to use it in the future. If he just kept it, he felt that the shadow wood was very good.
The surface of the shadow wood is full of bumps and irregularities, as well as bumps that rise and fall, but in Shen Xing's opinion, 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 at the front of the shadow wood was cut more carefully, and the nerve part at the back was refined, and it turned out to be a complete eyeball shape.
After he had an idea in his mind, he started carving.
First, peel the wood, and then use a pen to trace the general shape of an eye on the main part of the shadow wood where the eyeball needs to be carved. I could have drawn it on paper first, but it has been a while since I reborn this body. He has been able to control the basic rhythm. There is no need to draw a sketch in advance when making a small wood sculpture like this.
Moreover, this eye had a profound impression on Shen Xing. It had been completely engraved in his mind and he could no longer forget it.
After tracing the basic shape on the shadow wood, use a vise on the workbench to fix the shadow wood, and use a wire saw to remove the excess part of the shadow wood, making it close to the size of an eyeball.
Because some excess parts need to be reserved for subsequent trimming operations, it is impossible to keep the remaining shadow wood exactly the size of the eyeball, otherwise the subsequent trimming cannot be done.
He then began to fine-tune the shadow wood with spiral fine teeth.
During this process, Shen Xing showed stronger concentration than before when carving, forgetting time, hunger, and sleepiness.
He was in a state of obsession, and all the images in his mind were of those bloodshot eyeballs.
In the past, with Shen Xing's skills and speed, it would have taken at least 24 hours to complete the finished eyeball, but from morning until dusk, he had completed the entire eyeball.
After using an arc knife and a flat knife to trim the surface and surrounding areas of the eyeball, I switched to an electric dental machine for detailed finishing.
Soon, the last ray of sunset disappeared, and the lanterns began to shine.
Shen Xing took a heavy breath, suddenly stopped, slowly put down the tool in his hand, and stared at the almost formed eyeballs without blinking.
Only at this moment did he feel like he was finally alive, and felt the world around him again.
The night breeze blew in from the window sill, and the dim street lamp shone in the corner of the window, creating a long triangular reflection.
So far, the physical object of the blood-filled eyeball in his mind has basically been presented to him, but the most realistic thing is that the eyeball is facing the surface and surroundings of himself. The optic nerve behind the eyeball has not been seen, so Shen Xing has not left yet. knife.
He took the eyeball wood carving out of the vise, held it in his hand and looked at it carefully. Suddenly, a strong feeling of weakness appeared.
Shen Xing suddenly felt extremely thirsty. He immediately stood up and walked to the water dispenser in the living room with a little wandering steps. He took a large glass of water and drank it in one gulp. He soon felt full and then fell into a strong sleepiness. surge.
I woke up after four o'clock in the morning, struggled with Lin Wanru's body, ran downstairs in fear to gouge out my eyeballs, and then talked for so long with the police officer who came over. I was afraid that my secret would be exposed, and I was always in a state of high tension. .
Now he has been carving in front of the workbench without any distractions for so long. He has been concentrating for almost ten hours, making Shen Xing feel tired like never before, and he can't even raise his eyelids.
Putting down the water glass, he returned to the bedroom. As soon as his body lay on the bed, he fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.
The lights on the workbench were still on and the windows were open, but as Shen Xing told Xiong Wei and other sheriffs, this old residential building was very quiet, with an eerie silence.
time flies.
I slept until 5pm the next day.
Shen Xing woke up from hunger.
Before he even opened his eyes, he heard his stomach growling.
In a daze, he opened his eyes and saw the face of a stranger. This was a woman standing beside his bed, bending down and looking at him.
This scene made Shen Xing suddenly startled and he sat up from the bed with a huff.
"Don't be nervous, I'm an investigator from the Public Security Department." The woman took a step back, smiled, and spread her hands. "I saw you were sleeping soundly, so I didn't wake you up."
She is tall, has good looks, clear eyes, and short ear-length hair. She is not wearing a sheriff's uniform, but is wearing a white tight-fitting short-sleeved shirt, a pair of waist jeans, and a small shiny black backpack. .
While talking, the woman took out her ID and brought it close to Shen Xing's eyes so that he could take a closer look.
Shen Xing took a look.
The certificate says "Investigator Li Naijing of the Special Case Investigation Team of the Yungu City Public Security Department". There is also a black six-pointed star in the middle of the bottom of the certificate.
Shen Xing remembered this symbol, the Sheriff Xiong Wei he had just met. Their IDs did not seem to have similar symbols.
"Li Naijing?" He murmured to himself.
This name has an inexplicable... milky flavor in its domineering tone!
"How did you get in?" Shen Xing recovered and asked.
Li Naijing shrugged: "Just come in through the door. The investigation team has many means to open this garbage lock, and it has the power to enter private areas without the owner's consent."
After saying this, Li Naijing turned around 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 eyes passed over the unfinished wooden carved eyeball still held in Shen Xing's hand, and she froze slightly, but she didn't ask any more questions.
