There are many mavericks in the world, some of them are out of character, some are outliers between geniuses and madmen, and most of the rest are really sick.

Alexander had heard that some of the great masters had quirks.

Normally, some can only write when they are drunk, some can only compose beautiful music on rainy days, and the slightly eccentric ones can only write good works by smelling the stench of rotten apples, or do a handstand and let the blood fill the brain, until the inspiration bursts out when it is unbearable.

These are still acceptable, but the one in front of me is too special.

Looking at his sleek body, which seemed to have just come out of the Garden of Eden, full of back-to-basics, and the graceful hair on his head and some parts of the body, and the little things that bounced and shook his head with childlike bouncing under his crotch, Alexander felt that he should not have been lucky enough to meet some master who was brewing a masterpiece, but a real neurosis.

The question of what to do when encountering a madman was still swirling in Alexander's mind, and the Moors had already demonstrated him with their actions.

Uliuu picked up an angular stone from the ground and smashed it at the man who had come towards them with his head held high!

However, Uliu had apparently not learned Sofina's ability to shoot anything at random, so the rock slid into a parabola and flew past the man's head, and then the bouncing "Adam" stopped.

The man stood in the middle of the road and looked at Alexander, looking back at the stone that had been thrown on the ground.

Then he pointed to the stone and said, "Are you going to hit me with that thing?" ”

Alexander looked at Ulliu helplessly, he originally thought that this servant should be very stable, but now that he saw him fighting with a madman, he felt that it was not so reliable.

"Get out of the way, you bastard," Ulliu, standing in front of Alexander, kept gesturing as if he were chasing a dog, "Don't let your bad luck get on our bodies." ”

When he said this, Alexander remembered that people in this era regarded mentally ill people as evil spirits or demonic possession, which was really regardless of race and creed, and almost everywhere there was such a taboo.

"Does your servant think I'm demon-possessed?" The man asked Alexander, pointing to his slick body, as if surprised.

It's just that there's something slightly wrong with what he's pointing, which makes Uliu bend down and pick up a bigger rock to smash at it.

"Stop," Alexander whispered, feeling that if he didn't intervene quickly, they might be in a lawsuit for their lives before they entered the city, "let's ignore this neurosis, and get out of here." ”

"Neurotic?" The man pointed at himself angrily, but this time he learned his lesson, and pointed slightly upwards at his chest, "Don't you know that you are standing in front of a giant because you think the great Brother Mahimo is a psychopath?" ”

"A giant less than five cubits high," laughed Ulliu, who, though he threw away the stone, waved his hand as if he were a fly, and swallowed it into his sleeve as if he were afraid of something unclean, "go away, and get out of our way." ”

"Your servant is rude," the man glared at Ulliu, dissatisfied, and then turned and walked forward with Alexander, "He doesn't know who he's talking to, but you should know that you've heard of my reputation as much as the man who sits on the throne of Rome, but my reputation is obviously better than that one, and at least I'm not only devout to God, but I've always kept my physical virginity as a god, and haven't fallen into the ravine of desire." ”

"Oh, you can see that you are very pure," Alexander looked at the man, and although he thought it strange, he found that the man had clear eyes and spoke tightly, and although he still looked like a madman, he was not the kind who had completely lost sight of what he said, "but can you not walk with us, you must know that we are full of filth, and if you don't do it, you will be ashamed." ”

"I won't care, don't you know that the great Brother Massimo once vowed to sacrifice himself and cleanse this world of all the filth with his words and deeds?"

As the man who called himself Brother Mahimo spoke, he simply turned around and went backwards to tell Alexander about his various achievements, and looking at him shaking his head up and down, Alexander regretted a little that he had just stopped Ulliu from giving him a scoop.

Just then, they heard a roar full of anger: "That's the guy, it's the guy who slept with my wife!" ”

With this roar, several people ran out of the woods.

These are some strong men who look like locals, all of them are full of murderous faces, and one of them is pulling and pulling a woman who is disheveled and crying and making trouble.

Seeing these people, the man who had claimed to have kept his virginity before immediately changed color, he turned around and used the previous way of jumping and jumping to scatter his legs, and before he ran, he didn't forget to shout to Alexander, who had not yet reacted: "Run, brother, catch the one who will be beaten to death!" ”

"They're in a gang, catch these two too!" The angry husband immediately threw his hand away and pushed the woman away and rushed towards Alexander.

Alexander was a little stunned for a moment, he really couldn't imagine that this person would cheat himself like this, but looking at the rapist husband who rushed over like a mad bull, he didn't have a chance to explain anything at this time.

"Run!"

Alexander, who had made his decision in an instant, shouted to Ulliu, followed the man and ran!

The faithful servant immediately followed his master and began to run.

So under the leadership of a naked and vigorous "Adam", a team of rapists accompanied by bursts of curses from time to time started a unique competitive competition on the country road leading to the city of Naples.

To Alexander's surprise, the Moors soon showed their natural talent for athletics, and although they started late, they ran faster and faster, and finally Ulius overtook Alexander and then Brother Mahimo, and sprinted towards the city of Naples.

Far from the center of Naples, there is a hill called Moeri, which is not high but stands out because of the steep terrain, many years ago this hill was used by the Normans to monitor the threat of sneak attacks from outside the city, and several small fortresses were built, but over the years, as the city expanded, the hill of Moeri also became part of the city, and those fortresses were useless and abandoned.

However, some people quickly took a fancy to the place, and a tavern called "Lookout Post" opened here.

After many years, the tavern is still there, but the owner has changed for several generations.

The "lookout post" is very high and steep, with only a narrow stone path leading up from below, and when you look down from the entrance of the tavern, you can almost see the rooftops of several nearby streets.

So when a woman was about to descend the stone steps with a large urn open the small door of the tavern, she saw several people walking through a diagonal street towards the tavern.

Although it was still a long way off, the woman knew that the men were coming to the tavern, for she had already recognized the man who was sitting at the front.

"Barr, tell your sister to hurry to the back," the woman called out into the tavern, "that pesky Mahimo is here again, and a couple of fox friends with him." “

"That's right, I'm still wondering how to ask this guy for his drink." With a heavy voice that seemed to smell of alcohol in his voice, a large man appeared in the doorway as if it was about to burst the tavern door.

The man wore a soft nightcap on his head, and although the clothes on his body were already large in size, they were still stretched out to the sides, so that the leggings that were originally very popular on him looked like a huge mushroom from a distance.

"Let your sister stay in the back first, I'm afraid she'll secretly send money to that guy, you forgot she did it before." The woman reminded her husband dissatisfiedly, "And you should pay attention to yourself, don't let that bastard be deceived so easily." ”

"I'm going to ask him for money."

The big guy waved his hand impatiently to his wife, speaking of which, his family has been running this tavern for several generations, and he has followed his father to take care of business in the tavern since he was a child.

Looking down from the tavern door, the men had disappeared around the corner of the street, probably coming soon.

The big man made a "hum" sound in his nose and clenched his fists hard, not like he was going to ask a guest for a debt, but like he was cheering himself up first.

"Lucky Baal!" When a slightly exaggerated voice sounded from the bottom of the steps, the figure of Brother Mahimo also appeared at the end of the steps, but by this time he was already dressed, although it was two old clothes that did not match his professed monk's status, and the style and size did not match at all, but at least he did not need to show his so-called primitive beauty naked.

"Massimo," the big man snorted, looking condescendingly at the man below, "what are you doing here, eating and drinking again?" ”

"Barr, how many times have I told you, I am the great Brother Massimo, the Brother Mashimo who studied and studied in the great places of Florence and Bologna, and then had a great influence on the local area, and I have many friends even in Rome," said Brother Mashimo back to the two people who followed him, "Believe me, I have talked and laughed with many great people and discussed the most profound issues of our time, this is not bragging, if you have heard of these people, you must have heard of me." and they are ......"

"It's time to pay back the money you owe." Brother Massimo interrupted his tirade by the big man, who walked down the stone steps and stood one step higher than Mashimo, so that Mashimo would even have to put the back of his head completely to his neck in order to look at him, "You owe me ......"

"My God, you're asking me for money for wine?!" Mahimo suddenly let out a loud shout, and the tone was full of surprise and incomprehension, giving people who didn't know what was going on to give the illusion that the big guy was blackmailing him.

"If you don't appreciate me, forget it, and you still ask me for wine money?" Massimo looked at the big man with a stunned expression, "Have you forgotten who brought such good business to your tavern?" Have you forgotten how you struggled to maintain this shop? Who made your business prosperous? And who is it because you often come and go that you attract so many customers? Now that you've made money, you're going to let me pay you for your wine, have you forgotten that just a few days ago I just said that I would get together casually, and there were dozens of guests who you couldn't usually invite to squeeze into your shabby room, drank all your wine, and asked me for wine money? Do you think you should say that? ”

The big guy who had to retort at the beginning had already made Mahimo stammer, and the monk was also in his spirits at this time, and he asked a question and walked up the stairs, forcing the big man to keep retreating, and when he finally finished asking, they were already standing under the hotel sign.

"Well, I won't bother with you," said Brother Massimo in a tone of magnanimity, and then he pushed away the large man who could not help wiping his sweat, and turned back to Alexander's master and servant, who was watching this scene with interest, "Come in, you're welcome, my friends, and you will be at your own home." ”

After saying that, Brother Mahimo pushed open the door and strode into the "lookout" tavern with a gesture of entering his own territory.

Then, the tavern erupted in a burst of shouts!

"Behold, Brother Mahimo is coming!"

"Brother Massimo, may God bless you!"

"May God bless us all, may God bless the Pope and his mistresses and his illegitimate children, which he himself could not count, and may God give us another opportunity to enjoy good wine."

"Oh~~"

With Mahimo's words, a clamor of shouts immediately rang out from the tavern like a fryer!

"Master, do we really want to go in?" Uliu asked in a whisper, listening to the shouts, whistles, and faint ping-pong clash of weapons, and he felt that this place was as terrible as the legendary purgatory.

"Let's go in and see," Alexander smiled slightly, "it's rare to meet such an interesting person." ”