Chapter 140 Breakthrough in Mentality

"You have the right to remain silent, but everything you say will be used as evidence in court." A judge was staring at Bai Hua.

Shortly after returning to the ancient capital, Bai Hua was invited to the ancient capital trial for tea, and he drank this tea for several days, and everyone seemed to have forgotten him.

Fortunately, the food here is not bad. He feels that if he stays here for a few more days, he may gain a few pounds.

As a result, a funny guy suddenly came to interrogate him today, no, it was a fool. If that group of people really wanted to touch him, they would never send a high-level judge. The guy in front of him was obviously acting on his own.

"Then I will apply to see my lawyer. Also, when will today's lunch be delivered?" Bai Hua said casually. He thought this guy was here to deliver food.

"You are still smiling after entering the trial. Be serious." The judge was so angry that he slammed the table. Obviously, he felt that he was provoked by Bai Hua. When he was about to take action, another voice sounded.

"Bai Hua, you can leave." A person who was obviously much higher in status than the previous guy walked in.

"Chief Judge, he..."

"Shut up, Zhao Qingwang, watch your attitude. Don't think you can be so unscrupulous just because you were born in the ancient capital Zhao family. The trial is not held by your Zhao family." The chief judge's words revealed a lot of information, and even violated the discipline of the trial by calling out the other party's real name.

Bai Hua glanced at the chief judge. This guy was a bit interesting. He was obviously preparing to remove himself from the conflict between the two parties. But this time point was too deliberate. He knew the chief judge of the ancient capital. This guy should only be a deputy.

However, if Bai Hua remembered correctly, the head of the Zhao family was also among those who proposed to behead him. This deputy chief judge just wanted to point out Bai Hua's hatred target and didn't want to be affected. Is this the right word?

Bai Hua left the ancient capital trial, but met an unexpected acquaintance.

"Sister Leng Qing, please come to rescue someone." Bai Hua walked towards Leng Qing. It seems that his family is more reliable.

As the deputy chief judge of the Lingyin Tribunal, Leng Qing did not have the power to rescue people across the border, but she had already established a relationship with the Supreme Tribunal in advance. This time, she just came here to be a messenger.

"Xiaobai, you are great. You have done such a big thing quietly." Leng Qing's words revealed a chill, making Bai Hua ready to escape at any time.

"Thank you for the compliment. It's just saving a city." Bai Hua felt that he could still rescue, but this illusion made him miss the opportunity to escape.

"Do you think I am praising you? You dared to follow the traces of Saran to the ancient capital alone, and dared to enter the evil abyss." Leng Qing said while grabbing Bai Hua's ear. She took the time and effort to run here, of course, not just to be a messenger, but also to give Bai Hua a beating.

"But the result is good. If it weren't for me, I don't know how many people would die in the ancient capital." In fact, Leng Qing's "attack" was not strong, but Bai Hua still pretended to be in pain and put on a mask of pain.

"In order to get you out quickly, we publicized the fact that you entered the Evil Abyss and rescued the ancient capital. However, in order to solve the subsequent troubles, we changed the story to that you persuaded Jiuyou. We also shared some of the credit with several other people who entered the Evil Abyss with you, especially Zhan Kong and Zhang Xiaohou who represented the military." Leng Qing's anger subsided a little, and then he talked about the subsequent exchange of interests in this incident. Bai Hua couldn't help but sigh that these people who played with the truth had dirty hearts, but this group of people accidentally made up stories that were almost the same as the truth.

"It doesn't matter, just a little reputation." Bai Hua really didn't care about these, otherwise he would have many opportunities to gain reputation if he knew the plot. He was too lazy to participate in the reputation-boosting events in Bo City, Hangzhou, etc.

Moreover, he was optimistic about Zhang Xiaohou and Zhan Kong, and it didn't matter if he shared some credit with them. If he wanted to share it with those senior officials who proposed to behead him, then the ancient capital might have to sound a purple alert again.

"Reputation is actually a kind of power. If it weren't for this reputation, it would take a lot of effort to get you out." Leng Qing explained. She didn't want Bai Hua to become a guy with a head full of recklessness. Of course, this is because she doesn't know how dirty Bai Hua's heart is.

The power of the fishing reel? Bai Hua remembered some terrifying scenes. It's better not to touch this kind of artifact. Moreover, Mo Fan's reputation in the original work is not low, but he is still manipulated at will. This kind of false thing is still not as reliable as real benefits.

The two walked together on the streets of the ancient capital, chatting about the recent situation. Leng Qing became the deputy chief judge and became even busier. The two haven't chatted for a long time.

The ancient capital has begun to be rebuilt now. There are many earth magicians as labor. The city has recovered in a few days. Except that it is less popular.

"Sister Leng Qing, do you want to have lunch together?" Bai Hua touched his stomach. If he had known that he would have a meal at the trial meeting before leaving, would it be a bad idea to go back now? The key is that he forgot to bring his wallet when he went out, and now he can only ask his sister for a meal.

Leng Qing thought about it. She hadn't eaten with Bai Hua for a long time. She nodded and went to a small restaurant on the roadside.

Bai Hua handed the menu to Leng Qing directly. After all, he was just a freeloader.

"These dishes, thank you." Leng Qing ticked a few on the menu. They were all Bai Hua's favorites. She had been in charge of cooking for a long time and knew Bai Hua and Ling Ling's tastes very well.

The meal ended quickly. Just when Leng Qing was about to pay the bill, the restaurant owner shook his head and refused to accept the money.

"You saved the ancient capital and my family's lives. What's a meal worth?" the uncle declined.

The boss's son also came over and thanked Bai Hua. "If you hadn't rescued me that day on the East City Wall, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to come back." This guy was also one of the guards of the East City Wall that night.

In fact, Bai Hua was just afraid that these guys would rob monsters. Saving people had nothing to do with him.

But Bai Hua released his perception, and the people around him were grateful to Bai Hua from the bottom of their hearts. This area was the DC area, and they were all protected by Bai Hua.

Even, some subtle power came from people. Is this the prototype of the power of faith?

Sure enough, deceiving the world and stealing the name is the fastest way to gain faith. No wonder the birdmen in the Holy City like to play this trick so much.

However, I don't need this kind of thing. People slander me, slander me, thank me, and thank me. It doesn't matter. I just have a clear conscience. Bai Hua thought so and took the initiative to disperse this power. It was not because he felt unworthy of it, but because he looked down on it.

After doing all this, Bai Hua suddenly felt that his spirit was sublimated. The sixth mirror of his spiritual power, which had been stuck for a long time, broke through.