After a moment, 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 covered with pimples, like a piece of inferior goods, which can be discarded at will.

This is called shadow wood, and it is taken from the gall that grows from the trunk or roots of the tree after the tree is sick, and the number is relatively scarce.

Of course, this kind of shadow wood is rarely used in wood carving, depending on what the carved work is, and the work itself does not conform to the wooden growth structure of the shadow wood.

A good wood carving work should at least balance the texture, texture, color, branch structure, toughness and wax compatibility between the finished wood and the original wood.

Strictly speaking, shadow wood does not belong to any type of wood, there is no distinction between north wood and south wood, but it is a special wood that grows from disease.

However, its shape is very much in line with Shen Xing's original conception of the bloodshot eyeball.

When I bought this piece of wood back, it was completely a whim for Shen Xing, I didn't expect to use it in the future, if I just collected it, I feel that this shadow wood is also very good.

The surface of the shadow wood was pitted, irregular, and bumpy everywhere, but in Shen Xing's opinion, the natural growth trend of this thing was very similar to that of the back part of the eyeball, that is, the chaotic eye nerves.

The smooth part of the front of the shadow wood is more detailed, and the nerve part at the back is refined to create a complete eyeball shape.

With an idea in mind, he began to carve it.

First peeled the wood, and then used a pen to trace the general shape of an eye on the main part of the eye that Shadow Wood needed to carve out, which could have been drawn on paper first, but it had been a while since the body was reborn, and he was able to control the basic rhythm of the carving, and there was no need to draw in advance to make a small wood carving like this.

Moreover, this eye was deeply impressed by Shen Xing, and it had been completely reflected in his mind, and he could no longer forget it.

After tracing the basic shape on the Shadow Wood, use the vise on the workbench to fix the Shadow Wood, and use a wire saw to remove the excess parts of the Shadow Wood so that it is close to the size of an eyeball.

Because there is also some excess to be reserved for subsequent trimming, it is impossible to keep the remaining shadow wood exactly the size of the eyeball, otherwise it will not be possible to do the next trimming.

He then began to refine the shadow wood with spiral teeth.

In the process, Shen Xing showed a stronger concentration than when he was carving before, forgetting the time, forgetting the hunger, and forgetting the sleepiness.

Showing a state of enchantment, the picture full of the picture is the bloodshot eyeball.

In the past, it would have taken at least 24 hours to complete the finished product of this eyeball with Shen Xing's skill and speed, but from morning to dusk, he had already completed the entire eyeball.

After using a circular knife and a flat knife to trim the surface of the eyeball and the surrounding area, it was replaced with an electric dental machine for detailed refinement.

Soon, the last rays of the sunset were gone, and the lights were on.

Shen Xing gasped heavily, suddenly stopped, slowly put down the tools in his hand, and stared at the almost formed eyeballs without blinking.

It was at this moment that he felt like he had finally come to life, and he felt the world around him again.

The night breeze blew in through the windowsill, and the dim streetlamps shone in the corners of the windows, creating a long triangular reflection.

So far, the real thing of the bloodshot eyeball in his mind has basically been presented by him, but the most real thing is that the eyeball is facing his surface and surroundings, and the optic nerve in the back part of the eyeball has not been seen, so Shen Xing has not gone to the knife for the time being.

I took the eyeball wood carving off the vise, took it in my hand and looked at it carefully, and suddenly, a strong sense of weakness appeared.

Shen Xing suddenly felt extremely thirsty, he immediately got up, walked to the water dispenser in the living room with some floating steps, took a large glass of water, and drank it in a sip, and soon felt full, and then a strong sleepiness swelled up.

I was awakened from after four o'clock in the morning, fought with Lin Wanru's corpse, and ran downstairs in fear to gouge out my eyeballs, and then talked with the sheriff who came for so long, afraid of revealing my secrets, and my spirit has been in a highly tense state.

Now that he had been carving in front of the workbench for so long without distractions, almost ten hours of full concentration, Shen Xing felt tired like never before, and he couldn't even lift his eyelids.

Putting down the water glass, I went back to the bedroom, my body had just laid down on the bed, and I fell asleep as soon as I put my head next to the pillow.

The lights on the workbench were still on, and the windows were open, but as Shen Xing told Xiong Wei and the other sheriffs, the interior of this old-fashioned residential building was very quiet, revealing an eerie silence.

Time passes.

I slept until 5 p.m. the next day.

Shen Xing was woken up by hunger.

Before he could open his eyes, he heard his stomach gurgling.

In a daze, when he opened his eyes, he was greeted by a stranger's face, a woman, standing by his bedside, bending her head down, looking at herself.

This scene made Shen Xing startled, and he sat up from the bed with a hula.

"Don't be nervous, I'm an investigator from the Sheriff's Department." The woman took a step back, smiled, and spread her hands, "I saw that you were sleeping soundly, so I didn't wake you up." ”

She was tall, good-looking, clear-eyed, with short, ear-length hair, and instead of a sheriff's uniform, she wore a white tight-fitting short-sleeved shirt, a pair of corseted jeans, and a small shiny black backpack.

As she spoke, the woman took out her ID and brought it to Shen Xing so that he could take a closer look.

Shen Xing glanced at it.

The document reads "Li Naijing, Investigator of the Special Case Investigation Team of the Yungu City Public Security Department", and in the middle of the lower part of the document, there is a black six-pointed star.

This sign, Shen Xing remembered the sheriff Xiong Wei he had just met, and there didn't seem to be a similar sign on their documents.

"Li Naijing?" He muttered to himself.

This name exudes an inexplicable ...... in domineering Milky!

"How did you get in?" Shen Xing retracted his mind and asked.

Li Naijing shrugged: "Just come in through the door, the investigation team has many means to open this garbage lock, and has the power to enter the private domain without the consent of the owner." ”

After the words fell, 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." ”

As she turned around, her gaze swept over the unfinished wood carving eyeball that Shen Xing was still pinching in her hand, and she stared slightly, but she didn't ask much.