亲爱的老师6韩国西瓜

Meanwhile, Luo Jin’an had already carved two molds.

Su Binglan looked at the molds and was surprised. Their patterns were intricate and aesthetically pleasing to the eyes.

Previously, she thought her husband once led troops to war. Otherwise, he would not have such a knife wound. However, she was even more puzzled when she saw how Luo Jin’an sculpted.

She wondered what he did in the past and if he genuinely led troops to battle.

She sat beside Luo Jin’an and looked at the molds. She thought they looked like works of art, and her eyes lit up.

Luo Jin’an glanced at his wife and saw her looking at him while he carved.

Su Binglan asked smilingly, “Where did you learn how to carve like that? It’s such an art form.”

Luo Jin’an pondered and replied, “Don’t you think it’s pointless?”

Su Binglan smiled and said, “What do you mean by that? It’s an art piece, and not everyone possesses such skills. You could easily carve something pretty and sell it at a high price. You could also carve toys and even traps.”

In this war era, whoever mastered traps would have the upper hand in defense and offense.

Luo Jin’an’s expression changed. He did not expect Su Binglan to say such a thing. He thought of something and looked at the object in his hand as if he was looking at something else. His thoughts drifted away.

“Traps?”

Su Binglan nodded. “Yes. For example, a trap can play a vital role in a war between two armies.”

She became interested in these things and studied them when she descended into the mortal world.

She took a piece of paper and drew some traps on it as she spoke, “See? This one can lift, while that one can move. It would be tiring if one tugged on it. However, one could easily pull many things with this mechanism.

“It could also help with firing crossbows. With this mechanism, one would only need to tug the crossbow’s serving with little strength to shoot the arrow,” Su Binglan said to Luo Jin’an as she wrote and drew on the paper.

Luo Jin’an listened carefully. He looked calm on the surface, but Su Binglan did not know that a storm was brewing in Luo Jin’an’s heart.

‘What kind of person is my wife? How does she know all this?’

Su Binglan did and knew things ordinary people could not.

Of course, Luo Jin’an knew of the mechanisms, but the Gongsun family, known for their mechanisms, got wiped out. Luo Jin’an felt a deep pain in his heart when he thought of that. His face instantly turned pale.

“Cough, hack!”

Luo Jin’an could not forget those horrifying memories and the amount of bloodshed he witnessed.

Su Binglan hurriedly reached out to pat her husband’s back when she heard his cough. “Are you tired? You need to rest. I’m not in a hurry to use those molds.”

Luo Jin’an waved his hand and said, “I’m fine.”

Su Binglan said frowningly, “You’re just trying to be brave. I can see you’re tired, yet you still claim to be all right. Your face is so pale, and you look weak.”

She checked Luo Jin’an’s pulse and found that his qi and blood were surging. Something seemed to have triggered him.

‘But he hasn’t done much all morning. Why is he in such a panic all of a sudden? Was it something I said?’