Microscopic carving is a kind of side branch of the carving technique, which has appeared since the Yin Shang period, and microscopic carving lies in the subtlety, and it is difficult to be subtle.

It's not just that you carve it to be good, but the carving is very small, unrecognizable to the naked eye, you can only borrow multiple times the magnifying glass, and at the same time, in the subtlety, but also to reproduce the charm and charm of art, these points want to have, it is even more difficult.

Brush.......

The knife was like a god, and the small pieces of wood chips were like dust, and I saw that Lin Fan was draped on the back of the bed on his legs, which had been dyed with layers of brown and purple wood chips, which were as fine as broken grains.

Xiong Yongyu was dumbfounded at the moment, although he didn't know what the other party was really carving, but the hand holding the knife was dazzling and dazzling, and he couldn't keep up with his speed for a while.

The angry old man opened his mouth wide, his eyes were uneven, and his face was incredulous, as if he had seen a ghost.

Not to mention how the carving is, just the speed of the hand with the knife has made it jaw-dropping.

How is it possible, how can there be such a speed.

For the average novice, every time the knife is released, it is hesitant, thinking left and right, not daring to go down, for fear that a knife will go down and damage the wood.

But now, at this moment, he saw this young man, between the swords, continuously, without a pause.

Lin Fan was engrossed, staring at the red sandalwood in his hand, which was only five centimeters long and six centimeters wide, even if he had the skill of carving immortal hands, he would not hold it up, because Lin Fan understood that doing something, no matter what happened before, as long as he did it, he had to concentrate on it, and there could be no distraction.

This microscopic carving is a hard job, even if he is a master of national arts, and his control is invincible, he doesn't dare to be careless.

Shaved, picked, stabbed, horizontal, skimmed.......

The strength of each knife is perfect and extreme, and there is no mistake. For microscopic carving, only flat knife carving, and without the help of magnifying tools, is simply unrealistic, but Lin Fan has to challenge this limit at this moment.

Minutes and seconds passed.

The whole room was silent, and no one dared to speak, because they all knew that they were about to witness the birth of a miracle.

Even a patient leaning against the bed on the other side of the window closed his mouth at this moment, looking at Lin Fan intently, and his mouth went from being close to being able to swallow a ball.

"It's amazing, it's amazing."

The old man looked at it in a daze, and thought lightly, as if something terrible was going to happen.

At this moment, they were already able to see a childish shape, and this speed had already made the old man close his mouth in surprise, as if he had seen a ghost.

At this moment, Lin Fan's hand speed was getting faster and faster, and he had already suddenly reached the limit of the human body, and the rosewood was constantly rolling in Lin Fan's hand, changing his posture.

In the quiet ward, at this moment, only the sound of Lin Fan's flat knife and rosewood colliding could be heard, so dull and decisive.

The old man stared at it without blinking his eyelids from beginning to end, as if he was afraid that he had missed something.

"Brother Lin, I'm here."

At this time, the door of the ward was pushed open, and Sister Yuhan walked in with a box lunch in her hand and a smile.

"Click."

At this moment, a thin voice came out, Lin Fan's face changed, and the old man's expression also changed.

Because he knew that this pinnacle of carving, which would be passed down for centuries, had failed at this moment.

"Who, who, do you know that you ruined a heirloom?" The old man was crazy at this moment, he witnessed a heirloom die halfway like this, and his face turned red with anger, and he roared.

In the carving industry, especially when the master has devoted his life to carving a work, he will lock himself in a closed room and no one will disturb him, because only in this way will he be free from disturbance, otherwise even the slightest noise will make all the previous efforts undone.

Lin Fan frowned slightly, this frown was not because he was disturbed, but when he was immersed in the carving, there was a feeling that Lin Fan wanted to catch it, but he couldn't catch it, it was always a little bit close.

And now this work is almost a little bit complete, but since it is ruined, it is ruined.

Wang Yuhan got up at six o'clock in the morning and began to make chicken soup for Lin Fan, but as soon as he entered the door, he was yelled at by an old grandfather, and he suddenly felt a little weak in his heart, and he didn't know what to do.

When Wang Yuhan saw the tool in Lin Fan's hand, he instantly understood in his heart that he seemed to be in trouble.

"I ...... I. Wang Yuhan was stunned for a while, she didn't know what to say.

"Old man, what are you shouting, this is my sister Yuhan, you are shouting, I will kick you out of bed." Lin Fan was thinking about this feeling, and when he heard that this old man dared to yell at his Yuhan sister, he was immediately unhappy, and he also said angrily.

The girl next to him, only he can scold, otherwise whoever dares to scold will be a dead end, but for the sake of this old man, he didn't mean it, Lin Fan just forgot it.

The old man was also anxious just now, but when he reacted at this moment, his old face suddenly turned red, and he hurriedly said apologetically, "Little girl, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm old, I'm angry, don't be angry." ”

Xiong Yongyu's family, even Xiong Jelly Bean, was attracted by Lin Fan's craftsmanship, in Xiong Jelly Bean's eyes, he didn't know what this represented, but seeing that this brother's hand seemed to have disappeared just now, he was also attracted to death.

"Sister Yuhan, you're here." Lin Fan said with a smile, and then threw the wood carving and peace knife to the old man.

"Failure, count me as losing, Ben doesn't talk much, I'll be with you for a month."

"Brother Lin, did I disturb you just now with something very important." Wang Yuhan asked softly, slightly timidly.

When Lin Fan heard Yuhan's sister's timid tone, he immediately glanced at the old man who was holding his failed work in his hand at the moment, like a peerless treasure.

"No, it's not important, just carving some gadgets here, why did you come so early?" Lin Fan asked with a smile.

For Wang Yuhan, Lin Fan has a special feeling, not love, not friendship, there is a kind of family affection, after all, in the dream, Yuhan's sister is the first woman he knows, and she is also the person with the best relationship.

In Lin Fan's opinion, he can kill everyone, and he will not kill Yuhan's sister, this feeling is like the feeling that he can't grasp in the carving just now, which is unpredictable and unspeakable.

Sister Yuhan was also relieved in her heart, and then she also smiled, "Brother Lin, this is the chicken soup I made for you, you can taste it and see how it tastes." ”

"What kind of chicken soup to boil, you should sleep well in the morning, come, let's drink together." Lin Fan said with a smile.

At this time, Lin Fan and Yuhan's sister were chatting, but the old man next to him was dumbfounded, when he held the wood carving in his hand, he even felt a residual warmth, and the tip of his nose smelled the fragrance.

"Incense under the knife."

The old man suddenly shouted in horror, which also attracted Lin Fan's attention, and at the same time, he was also puzzled, is this old man stupid, isn't it just a wood carving, it is necessary to look like this.

The old man held the wood carving in his hand and held it tightly, as if there was nothing around but the wood carving in his hand.

The old man remembered a legend that the master of wood carving, when carving, every knife and wood touch, will form a constant temperature, so that the wood produces aroma, but this is only a legend, no one has ever heard of it.

The old man himself regarded this as a story, and he never took it seriously.

But now that I saw it with my own eyes, the old man's heart was restless, and this was a major discovery, an unprecedented one.

Looking at the shape of this carving, it is his grandson and the husky half a candy, the expression is lifelike, the movements are different, and it actually forms a series of action exhibitions.

On this piece of rosewood, which is only five centimeters long and six centimeters wide, there are more than 100 kinds of carvings, which is simply incredible.

The old man couldn't wait to pick up the magnifying glass he carried with him and looked at it carefully, but the more he looked at it, the more shocked he became, and the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became.

Ten minutes, only ten minutes to carve like this.

If it can be completed, this work will be absolutely worth a fortune and it will be difficult to buy.

At this moment, the old man's eyes when he looked at Lin Fan changed, and he became worship, respect, and awe.

PS: Thank you, Tiandu Tian pride, DIHUANG waves, Tianqi operating room and other book friends for the reward, it's four o'clock in the morning, I can't bear it, I'm going to rest, I missed the appointment today, I said that I could only write three more, sorry, hey.