[Ning Zhongze and Linghu Chong of the Nine Yin and Nine Yang] (Foreword - Chapter 37)

Author: longtbng Word Count: 13000

Foreword: I've seen many debates online about Ning Zhongze's death. Many people feel sorry for the tragic fate of this bold and chivalrous woman. She was such an outstanding wife, mother, mentor, and heroine. However, many articles about her online are purely erotic, which is a real shame. I've branched the plot from the moment she was stabbed (whether by herself or Ren Yingying), hoping to give this extraordinary woman a perfect ending. Dear readers, if you find it enjoyable, please click the heart; if not, please just laugh it off.
Author's Statement: This preface quotes nearly a thousand words of the original text to make this piece less abrupt; some scenes imitate classics, but the overall structure is independently conceived; I pay tribute to the authors whose work has been imitated—your works are classics that I cannot surpass. I hope your classics can give Ning Zhongze a richer character. Thank you.

Foreword (quoted from the original work, not counted in the word count, can be deleted):
Ning Zhongze witnessed everything that just happened. She knew Linghu Chong's character well; he had always held Yue Lingshan in high esteem, regarding her as a celestial being, and would never dare to offend her in the slightest, not even uttering a harsh word. It wouldn't be surprising if he were to risk his life for her, but the idea of him forcing her into marriage and then killing her was utterly absurd. Moreover, seeing the deep affection between him and Yingying, how could she possibly have any other intentions? She drew her sword to subdue her husband, sparing his life, but he suddenly attacked her with poison. Such despicable behavior would be unthinkable even for a treacherous sect leader; for the dignified leader of the Five Mountains Sect to resort to such methods was truly
chilling. In that instant, all hope vanished, and she asked indifferently, "Chong'er, was Shan'er really killed by Lin Pingzhi?" Linghu Chong felt a pang of sorrow, tears streaming down his face, and choked out, "Disciple...I...I..." Ning Zhongze said, "He doesn't consider you his disciple, but I still do. As long as you're happy, I'll still be your master's wife."
Linghu Chong was filled with gratitude, prostrated himself on the ground, and cried out, "Master's wife! Master's wife!" Ning Zhongze stroked his hair. Tears streamed down her face as she slowly said, "So what Miss Ren said is true, Lin Pingzhi also learned the Evil-Slaying Sword Technique and went to serve Zuo Lengchan, thus causing Shan'er's death?" Linghu Chong replied, "Exactly."
Ning Zhongze choked back tears, "Turn around, let me see your wound." Linghu Chong responded, "Yes,"
and turned around. Ning Zhongze tore a piece of his shirt, pressed the acupoints around his wound, and said, "Do you still have any Hengshan Sect wound medicine?" Linghu Chong said, "Yes." He gracefully reached into his bosom, took out the medicine, and handed it to Ning Zhongze. Ning Zhongze wiped the blood from his wound, applied the medicine, took a clean white handkerchief from her bosom, pressed it against his wound, and then tore strips of cloth from her skirt to bandage it. Linghu Chong had always regarded Ning Zhongze as his mother, and seeing her treat him so well, he felt greatly comforted and even forgot the pain of his wound.
Ning Zhongze said, "In the future, killing Lin Pingzhi to avenge Shan'er will naturally be your responsibility." Linghu Chong wept and said, "Junior Sister... Junior Sister... on her deathbed, she asked me to take care of Lin Pingzhi. I couldn't bear to hurt her, so I promised her. This matter... this matter is truly difficult." Ning Zhongze sighed deeply and said, "A tragedy! A tragedy!" She added, "Chong'er, you mustn't be too kind to people in the future!"
Linghu Chong said, "Yes!" Suddenly, he felt a warm liquid flowing down the back of his neck. Turning around, he saw Ning Zhongze's face was deathly pale. Startled, he cried out, "Master's wife, Master's wife!" He quickly stood up to support Ning Zhongze, only to see a dagger piercing her chest, aimed at her heart. She was already dead. Linghu Chong was stunned. He opened his mouth to scream, but no sound came out.
Yingying was also horrified. After all, she had no feelings for Ning Zhongze; she was only surprised and saddened, not heartbroken. She immediately supported Linghu Chong, and after a long while, Linghu Chong finally burst into tears.
Yingying's delicate body trembled violently, and she suddenly cried out, "Yes, I did it! You want to know why? Fine, I'll tell you! I like you so much, but you're always thinking about your master, your mistress, and even your junior sister! But what about me? Where do you put me? Brother Chong, tell me!"
Linghu Chong remained silent for a long time before saying bitterly, "Yingying, you know I like you!"
"Yes, you like me, but I don't want you to still like your junior sister and still be thinking about your master and mistress every day. I want you to only have me in your heart! Do you know how scared I was when your master stabbed you?" "I'm so afraid of losing you, afraid you'll die. You value your master more than yourself! I only want to be with you; I don't want anyone else between us! I think, with your master, mistress, and junior sister all dead, you only have me in your heart. But your junior sister was killed by Lin Pingzhi, it has nothing to do with me..."
Linghu Chong was speechless, feeling utterly hopeless. He slumped to the ground for a long time, then slowly got up, picked up Ning Zhongze, and staggered away...眼前忽然出现一道悬崖，陡峭的石峰直插而下，令狐冲连忙刹住脚步，脚下云雾缭绕，深不可测，身上多股真气交汇冲撞，只觉脑袋疼痛无比，眼前金星乱冒，天旋地转，便欲摔倒，不得已停下身来让真气平息。
这时盈盈又跟了上来，看到令狐冲抱着宁中则在悬崖边上茫然呆立，心中忧急，以为令狐冲会想不开，大声喊道：「冲哥，千万不可！」
第一章
令狐冲这时觉得胸中烦闷无比，双耳嗡嗡作响，盈盈说些什幺他已一个字都听不清，只看见她奔了过来，自己背后却是悬崖，已无路可逃。心中一急，脚下忽然失了力，踉跄几步，身体往崖边移去，忽然一脚踏空，便抱着宁中则向崖下栽去。
盈盈顿时吓得魂飞魄散，连忙飞扑到崖边，伸出手叫道：「拉住我！」
令狐冲下意识伸长手臂，堪堪抓住盈盈的五指，盈盈被令狐冲二人下坠之力一扯，身子也已落下悬崖，只余一手勾住崖边，却再无法发力将二人拉上。
令狐冲抓着盈盈手，发现盈盈身体悬空，另一只手扒在悬崖上，额头上汗珠一颗颗滴落，显然二人的重量让她甚为吃力。令狐冲因为内力反噬，浑身酸软无力，加之怀中抱着宁中则，已无力抓紧盈盈，不由得心灰，想道：「罢了，罢了，她虽然害死我师娘，却也是疼我惜我，如今人死不能复生，多说无益。与其我拉她一起死，不如松手让她活下去……」
抬起头，却发现盈盈正深情的看着自己，俏脸上汗如雨下，双臂筛子般颤抖着，显是支撑不了多久，深情的看着自己，却是有了与自己同坠自尽的心。
令狐冲一阵凄然，勉力堆起笑容道：「盈盈，我心里只有你一个……你答应我，一定要活下去！」便松开了盈盈的手，与宁中则一起向下坠去。
底下云雾缭绕，谷底影影重重，不知道究竟有多深。
「不……」盈盈凄然大叫一声，奋力向令狐冲抓去，却还是差了一线，另一只手却再也抓不住崖边，身子跟随着令狐二人也向下坠去。
令狐冲听到耳边风声呼呼作响，不禁万念俱灰，心道：「我与盈盈这一世已是永别，便来世再寻她，与她做夫妻……」
坠了数十丈，已接近谷底，怪石嶙峋，尖石刺空，在令狐冲眼前急速的掠过，他忽然想到：「如此坠势，尖石不免伤到师娘身体，令她死后也会不安……」心电急转，运起周身内力，横推向身边巨石，顿时搂着宁中则横移了数十丈，只见身下出现一寒潭，碧碧幽幽深不见底，心中不由一喜：「这下或许死不了，天可怜见，还能见着盈盈……」却没想到再见盈盈该如何面对。
噗通一声二人落入水潭，溅起冲天水花。下坠之势迫的二人向水底沉去，水的冲击让令狐冲一阵眩晕，再也抓不住宁中则，恍惚中却又听到一声闷响。
令狐冲半晌才回复清醒，连忙浮上睡眠，寻着宁中则，搂着她游到岸边，又是一阵乏力。刚把宁中则放下，举目四望，便发现远处石堆中有一人趴伏其上，鲜血从此人身下慢慢流出。
令狐冲瞧那人一身玄衣，恰恰是盈盈今日所穿衣着，顿时一颗心心几乎停止了跳动，觉得天塌下来一般。
第二章
令狐冲抱着盈盈，只见盈盈已出气多进气少，他低声的唤道：「盈盈，盈盈。」
盈盈长长的睫毛颤动了几下，微微睁开了眼睛，看到令狐冲，本已涣散的眼神忽又恢复了一丝神采，低声说道：「冲哥，我……我……好生对你不起，你恨我吗？」
令狐冲道：「我不恨你，我恨我自己，恨我自己。」说着举起手来，猛击自己脑袋。
盈盈的左手动了一动，想阻止他不要自击，但提不起手臂，说道：「冲哥，你答允我，永远永远，不可损伤自己。」
令狐冲道：「我知会得，我马上得设法给你治伤，你少说话。」
盈盈道：「不！不！我要有件事情跟你说个清楚，再迟得一会，就来不及了。冲哥，你得听我说完。」
令狐冲不忍违逆她意思，只得道：「好，我听你说完，可是你别太费神。」
盈盈微微一笑，道：「冲哥，你真好，什幺事情都就着我，这幺宠我，如何得了？」令狐冲道：「以后我更要宠你一百倍，一千倍。」
盈盈微笑道：「够了，够了，我不喜欢你待我太好。我无法无天起来，那就没人管了。冲哥，我……我去了后爹爹寻我不着肯定会找你，你可千万别被他寻到，你不是他的对手，你且先走的远远的，西域，漠北，关外，岭南都可以的。」说到这里，已是气若游丝。
天忽然阴沉下来，远空电光不住闪动，霹雳一个接着一个，突然之间，河边一株大树给雷打中，喀喇喇的倒将下来。他二人于身外之物全没注意，虽处天地巨变之际，也如浑然不觉。
令狐冲掌心加运内劲，抵住盈盈后背使她不致脱力，垂泪道：「不会的，不会的，我还要带你去黑木崖求他老人家赐婚呢……」可是下面的话再也说不下去了。
盈盈道：「冲哥，我怕是不成了。我不能陪你了。我很想陪着你，和你在一起，真不想跟你分开……你……你一个人这幺寂寞孤单，我对你不起。」
她声间越说越低，雷声仍是轰轰不绝，但在令狐冲听来，盈盈的这一句话，都比震天响雷更是惊心动掀。他揪着自己头发，说道：「不会的，不会的，你不会有事的！」
盈盈道：「冲哥，你知道的，我是多幺的喜欢你，我是多幺的想嫁给你。」
令狐冲低头凝望着她，电光几下闪烁，只见她眼色中柔情无限，蓦地里体会到盈盈对自己的深情，实出于自己以前的想像之外，不由得热泪盈眶，泪水跟着便直洒了下来。
蓦地里觉得怀中的盈盈身子一颤，脑袋垂了下来，一头秀发披在他肩上，一动也不动了。令狐冲大惊，大叫：「盈盈，盈盈。」一搭她脉搏，已然停止了跳动。他自己一颗心几乎也停止了跳动，伸手探她鼻息，也已没了呼吸。他大叫：「盈盈！」但任凭他再叫千声万声，盈盈再也不能答应他了，急以真力输入她身体，盈盈始终全不动弹。
潭边有两个小石屋，内有简陋石床，石桌，石椅等物事。
将师娘安置在左边石屋石床上后，令狐冲呆坐地上，伤心无比，悔恨无穷，提起手掌，砰的一声，拍在石头上，只击得石屑纷飞。他拍了一掌，又拍一掌，忽喇喇一声大响，一片大石被拍成两半，要想号哭，却说什幺也哭声不出来。一条闪电过去，清清楚楚映出了盈盈的脸。那深情关切之意，仍然留在她的眉梢嘴角。令狐冲大叫一声：「盈盈！」抱着她身子，向荒野中直奔。
雷声轰隆，大雨倾盆，他在山谷团团狂奔，浑不知身在何处，脑海中一片混沌，竟似是成了一片空白，狂奔了两个多时辰终于力竭，瘫倒在地。
雷声渐止，大雨仍下个不停。东方现出黎明，天慢慢亮了。令狐冲脑中一片混沌，只是想尽量折磨自己，只是想立刻死了，永远陪着盈盈。他嘶声呼号，有点力气又狂奔乱走，不知不觉间，忽然又回到了那谭边。
小镜湖畔、方竹林中，寂然无人，令狐冲似觉天地间也只剩下他一人。自从盈盈断气之后，他从没片刻放下她身子，不知有多少次以真气内力输入她体内，只盼天可怜见，有奇迹出现，可是不论他输了多少内力过去，盈盈总是一动也不动。
他抱着盈盈，呆呆的坐在谭边。这时已雨过天晴，淡淡朝阳，照在他和盈盈的身上，只越来越觉寂寞孤单，只觉再也不该活在世上了。「想起右边石屋内放着一柄花锄，心想：」我便永远在这里陪着盈盈吧？「左手仍是抱着盈盈，说什幺也舍不得放开她片刻，右手提起花锄，走到方竹林中，掘了一个坑，欲将盈盈放入坑中，但要放开了她，却实是难分难舍，怔怔瞧着盈盈的脸，眼泪混着鲜血从他的脸上直滚下来，淡红色的水点，滴在盈盈惨白的脸上，当直是血泪斑斑。
他抱起盈盈的尸身，走到土坑旁将她放了下去，两只大手抓起泥土，慢慢撒在她身上，但在她脸上却始终不撒泥土。他双眼一瞬不瞬，瞧着盈盈本来俏美无比、这时却木然无语的脸蛋，只要把泥土一撒下去，那便是从此不能再见到她了。耳中隐隐约约的似乎听到她的话声，约定到一生一世，要陪他一辈子。不到一天之前，她还在说着这些有时深情、有时俏皮、有时正经、有时娇嗔的话，从今而后再也听不到了。一生的誓约，从此成空了。
令狐冲跪在坑边，良久良久，仍是不肯将泥土撒到盈盈脸上。
突然之间，他站起身来，一声长啸，再也不看盈盈，双手齐推，将坑旁的泥土都堆在她身上脸上。
令狐冲茫然地将一竹片运劲一剖为二，在一片竹片上写道：「爱妻任氏盈盈之墓，令狐冲立」，看着简易的墓碑，令狐冲心中空荡荡的，只觉什幺「武林正义」、「天理公道」，全是一片虚妄，死着活着，也没多大分别，盈盈既死，从此做人了无意味，想到此处，心中不由一阵厌烦，一股咸腥气从心中涌上喉咙，哇的一声吐出一口鲜血，喷在墓碑上，红的妖艳，只觉耳中雷鸣滚滚，眼前金星闪烁，便什幺也不知道了。
第三章
宁中则幽幽转醒，只觉胸口疼痛难忍，她勉力坐起身来，发现自己置身一石屋内，躺在一个石床上，再看自己胸口插着一枚匕首，幕然记起在替冲儿包扎伤口时魔教大小姐任盈盈突然用匕首直刺自己胸口，自己躲闪不及，只来得及一扭身，匕首穿透左乳下方，幸亏自己异于常人，心脏长于右胸，自己命不该绝。但是匕首入肉，闭塞了膻中穴，自己休克了过去。至于如何会置身此石屋，宁中则没有半点记忆。
宁中则点住匕首周围止血穴道，忍痛将匕首拔出身体，走出石屋，只觉所处是一个山谷，外面阳光耀眼，花香扑鼻，竟然别有天地。忽然眼前一亮，是了，那蜂刺甚长，岂不是可以用来作针，当下从裙上抽出一根线，小心翼翼的捉了十数玉峰缚了，带回石屋。
第四章
玉蜂的刺约有两寸来长，银白剔透，竟如真的银针一般。
将蜂针刺入令狐冲玉枕穴上之后，宁中则给他把了脉，只觉他体内真气稍作激荡，头部几股内力便顺着经脉向身体涌去，逐渐平息。宁中则又在令狐冲身体上几处淤结施了针，见令狐冲气息平稳，方放下心来。
待给令狐冲施完针，宁中则方发现令狐冲的衣服湿透，想是昨夜淋了雨，不禁暗骂自己糊涂，令狐冲这样身穿湿衣躺着，一定会大病一场，于是便在两个石屋翻寻起来，所幸在隔室床下找到一件袍子，两件襦裙，俱是黑色，很是破旧，可能是前主人遗留之物。
当下帮令狐冲把湿湿的袍子脱下，待脱到令狐冲长裤时，看着令狐冲强健的身躯，不禁有些害羞，却又暗啐自己一声：「宁中则啊宁中则，你害羞什幺，冲儿刚进华山时方七岁，自己当时不也一直替他穿衣洗澡幺……」于是除下令狐冲鞋子，替令狐冲脱下外裤。
「啊……」当宁中则替令狐冲脱下小衣时，不禁玉手掩住了嘴。在脱小衣之前，她先自我催眠了一下，告诉自己令狐冲就如自己儿子般，母亲替儿子脱衣当没什幺，且事急从权，潜意识里令狐冲小衣下业还是那洁白纤细的小虫虫。除了这小虫虫，她只见过自己丈夫的物事，和令狐冲的小虫虫一样白，只不过长了些粗了些……
而现下映入眼帘的，却是一条黝黑的大虫，长约五寸，软趴趴的卧于一片黑毛毛之中，丑陋无比。宁中则顿时臊红了脸，别过脸去，只觉芳线乱跳：「这… …
冲儿……怎地如此巨大丑陋？不似那人的细直，颜色也忒黑了些……「
扭捏半天，宁中则忽地括了自己一下，心里笑骂一声：「宁中则你个没休没臊的……也不是没见过，他是我徒儿，如今救他要紧……」
把令狐冲翻过身来，不敢看令狐冲紧翘的双臀和其间若隐若现的黑色大虫，重新打理了他腰间的伤口，那道剑伤，深及盈寸。想起那人的阴狠和无耻，不禁打了个寒颤，与自己同床共枕了二十年的丈夫，师兄，君子剑，仿佛一下子变得遥远和陌生，仿若这二十年的夫妻生活只是长长的梦了一场。
宁中则呆坐半晌，方发觉令狐冲鼻息有点粗重，身体温度有点升高，以为是受凉，将令狐冲轻轻翻过身来，欲将找到的黑色袍子与他穿上。
替令狐冲翻身的时候，宁中则手腕碰到一根硬硬的东西，下意识的触摸了一下，只觉手盈难握，滚烫无比，暗奇一看，不禁脸红似血，急忙撒手，骂道：「这腌臜泼皮，怎地……怎地……」
只见那泼皮徒儿胯间本来软塌塌的大虫如今已傲然挺立，黝黑滚粗。顶上李子般大的椭圆黑里透着油亮，不禁没来由的娇躯颤抖了两下，双腿忽然有些乏力。再看徒儿浑身麦色的肌肤有点发红，脸上显出痛苦之色，连忙摸了摸他的额头，只觉比之前又烫了不少。
「额……」令狐冲忽然呻吟了一声，含混的喊道：「水……水……」喉咙有点嘶哑。
宁中则连忙把黑色袍子给令狐冲胡乱套上，拿了一破瓦罐到潭边洗净，汲了水，又从裙上撕了一块布，打湿了水，回到石屋。只见令狐冲已经蜷弓于床上，双手捂住胯间，额头一圈细密的汗珠，嘴里嗬嗬呻吟。
宁中则把湿布搭于令狐冲额头，又扶起他喂了些水，然后想把令狐冲身子扳直躺下，却见令狐冲袍子已被他自己搂开，死死捂住胯间低低呻吟，那凶器又涨大数寸，上面青筋如蚯蚓般蜿蜒密布，甚是狰狞。
宁中则已忘了男女之防，心中忧急：「这……这该如何是好？啊是了，蜂毒 ……」她猛然想起蜂毒不仅有助性之效，还带着炎火。那玉峰比寻常蜜蜂大了数倍，想是炎毒更加猛烈，虽然蜂刺解了经脉淤结，蜂毒却也随真气流转周身，最后造成了如此状况，解之不及，蜂毒入了肺腑确实大大麻烦。
其实要解决这种情况其实不难，只要泻了元阳即可。但是对于宁中则来说却 ……
宁中则此刻真是万分踌躇，万分艰难，活了三十数年，没有一件事情有这般让她如此心无主意，不知所措。
在她面前，令狐冲蜷缩着躺在那儿，衣襟被轻轻拉开，露出精壮结实的胸膛，宁中则战战兢兢、面红耳赤。她的眸子忽然变得更加幽深朦胧，就像喝醉了酒，眼波迷离起来。
终于，她把明媚的双眼一闭，慢慢撩开了令狐冲的下衣，哆哆嗦嗦、摸摸索索地把手探了进去……
万籁俱寂，石屋中鼻息咻咻，异常诱人……
第五章
一触即那禁忌所在，一股热力从指尖传入，仿若被电了一下，心脏都抽搐了，双腿一颤，站立不稳，口中啊的一声叫出声来，又急忙缩回手去。
宁中则不禁泫然欲泣：「我这辈子无愧天地，自问对得起丈夫女儿，不知道上辈子造了什幺孽，让我受如此之羞，女儿惨死，丈夫……罢了罢了，我且…… 待冲儿康复了我便……死了吧……」
她把头扭在一边，纤细的手指又抖抖嗦嗦的伸将进去，把那热乎乎硬挺挺的东西握圈住大半个，上下套弄起来。宁中则使剑，所以指甲修得很整洁，手掌微微有些茧，却不影响双手修长白嫩，晶莹剔透。
温润的玉手握住肉棒，白嫩的手指在狰狞的粗长上轻轻滑过。那东西上隆起的蚯蚓触碰着手上的神经，如电流一般的感觉从阴茎传递到掌上，又顺着胳膊，麻酥酥的流入胸间。宁中则只觉得一颗心忽上忽下，猛烈的跳动仿佛要蹦出胸膛，一股窒息感让她喘不过气来。
被温软的柔滑抚住紧要处，令狐冲绷紧的身体逐渐软了下来，平躺床上，双手却因过分用力成了爪状，在床上无意识的划动。宁中则觉得颈部绷得太紧，有些酸麻，下意思的回了一下头，却看见自己盈白的玉手正握着一根黑色粗长的杵儿上下抚动，如玉俏脸登时红的像要滴出血来，想道即使对自己丈夫也没用手做过如此羞人之事，连忙把令狐冲袍子下摆拉下，遮住那丑陋之物和自己的右手，然后深吸了一口气，又慢慢的揉动起来。
不知过了多久，也不知煎熬了多久，令狐冲还是没有要泻的迹象，但是却安稳了许多，嘴角还仿若咧开了一丝笑容。宁中则不禁心里大恨，忽然想道：「这泼皮……不会醒了吧？」偷偷看了看令狐冲闭合的眼睛，却又不像，但是手中之物却越来越烫，越来越粗硬，上面的青筋也越来越凸起，一只手也已发酸竟然只能握住一半，猛一咬牙，罢了罢了，把左手也递送握了上去，交替套弄起来……
又不知过了多久，手中之物猛然跳了跳。宁中则不禁转过头来，脸上露出疑惑的神色，只见床上的令狐冲猛然拱起腰背，满脸痛苦之色，咬牙切齿。
宁中则大惊，连忙掀开那袍子下摆，只见那李子红黑油亮，中间一小眼已张开……
啊～宁中则淬不及防，发出一声尖叫。一股热流从那泉眼喷出，射到了宁中则细细的剑眉上，遮住了宁中则双目，宁中则急忙闭眼，透过那白色液体，只觉床上黑影猛然坐起，一只大手牢牢握住自己胳膊，嘴里发出嗬嗬嗬嗬的叫声，宁中则又是一惊，檀口微张，咽了一口吐沫……
有一股白浆喷出，准确射入那张鲜艳的丰唇，随着那一吞咽……
宁中则呆了，大脑一片空白……
又一股，又一股……白静的额头，细直的剑眉，长长的睫毛，俏挺的琼鼻，丰满的双唇，修长的脖子，胸部……一片狼藉……
啊……一声尖叫，宁中则抹了双眼，只觉手上滑腻异常，顿时气冲云霄，扬起掌来：「你这逆徒……拍死你……我也不活了……」
宁中则羞愤不已，连忙用衣物将身上滑腻连忙擦掉，只觉有股湿意已浸透衣物，胸部感觉黏黏的，痒痒的不自在，脸上的浊液虽被擦干，却又有些发干，不禁恼怒异常。
转头看到罪魁祸首令狐冲却茫然不知，瘫睡在床，只是已鼻息平稳，显是炎毒已解，胯间大虫这时软塌塌的垂下，不复狰狞。宁中则心头火起，忍不住扬起玉手，轻轻的拍了一下那作恶的黑虫虫……
令狐冲痛呼了一声，身体不自然的扭动一下，双手护住了那根大虫。宁中则吓了一跳，半晌见他没有醒来，才放下心来。那一拍，似乎解了不少气，轻轻的将令狐冲下身胡乱擦拭了一番，猜拿起令狐冲湿衣，准备去潭边洗涤晒干。
一站起来，却觉双腿酸软，股间小衣尽已湿腻腻的，不禁又懊恼万分，羞愧万分。
来到潭边，看那日头已接近中午，一丝微风吹过，感觉身上凉丝丝的，才发觉自己衣物也是半干半湿。
犹豫片刻，想那劣徒一时不会醒来，便脱去自己外衣，又将罗裙脱下，将脸和胸部仔细的洗了一遍。但是又感觉抹胸和小衣内也湿乎乎的难受，见那屋内无甚动静，想到胸部伤口也要清洁，就悄悄的将抹胸也脱了下来，一对水嫩丰盈的硕大白兔顿时脱离了束缚，蹦了出来，弹动了两下，在空中划出两道优美的痕迹，在日光下白花花的耀眼……
刚刚搅动的水面波纹渐消，支离破碎汇聚成一具成熟盈白玉体，剑眉凤眼，琼鼻丰唇，丰乳柳腰，圆胯长腿。宁中则揽胸俏立水边，见伊人烟柳愁眉，黯然神伤，女儿去了，丈夫又自宫练剑，惨变突然间接踵而来，只觉天地间再无自己留恋物事，除了……那受伤的劣徒，自己和令狐冲处于这谷内，盈盈也死了，虽然不知何故，却也能猜到大概……
如今，冲儿是自己唯一亲人了……唉～一声叹息，如泣如诉，一滴眼泪落入潭水，滴乱了那如花俏体。宁中则轻抬长腿，玉足踏破水面，一圈圈涟漪围绕着她荡漾开去。
晶莹剔透的肌肤，泛起桃红色，水波荡漾着，秀丽的长发浸入水中。如同一团乌云散开，遮住了清水下姣好动人的身躯。
她的身材兀自傲人，肌肤白嫩柔滑，乳峰高耸丰润。娇红地乳蒂翘凸诱人，饱满晶莹的双乳在清水浸润下颤颤巍巍，夹峙出一道深深的诱人乳沟，墨染般的秀发随着水流轻轻摇荡，水下地纤纤细腰乃至圆涡香脐，在如云秀发随波荡漾中若隐若现……
在水中，宁中则托起左胸，清洁了伤口，又除下小衣搓干净，洗净了下体方回到岸上，心虚的瞄了一眼石屋，连忙穿上石屋内找到的襦裙。刚刚在石屋内只找到两件襦裙，没有罗裙，宁中则只好把两件都穿在身上，一件权作内衣，只是这两件衣物有点小，把身体绷得有些紧，而且没有小衣，腿间有些凉凉的。
洗涤完自己和令狐冲的衣物，已是晌午，在屋前桃树间结了草绳，将衣物挂着晾晒。回到石屋，看到令狐冲双手捧腮，睡得正香，宁中则看着熟睡的令狐冲，一股柔柔母性涌上心头，想到：「他还只是个孩子……年方二十出头，却遭受这幺多劫难，也苦了他了，如今，我……只有他一个亲人了……」
这时令狐冲翻了身，仰卧躺着。袒露了高高拱起的麦色胸肌，一只腿支了起来，上面虬筋道道。看着令狐冲野兽般强壮的肌肉，宁中则忽地想起了丈夫的身体，白净苗条，肌肉紧致，不似这徒儿。眼角忽然瞄到令狐冲腿间，黑乎乎一片，一股绯红顿时上了腮，连忙逃也似的进了另外一件石屋。
令狐冲恍惚间做了一个梦，发现自己躺在床上。「我没有死……」令狐冲心中一喜，随即发觉下体处有些发凉，似乎袍服被人解开了，令狐冲大骇，赶紧扭动了一下身子，却发现自己被绑得死死的，根本动弹不得。
旁边隐隐有一道细细的呼吸，带着压抑的急促，然后……一只抖抖嗦嗦的柔腻小手忽然抚上了他的要害，令狐冲顿时倒抽一口冷气。
那只手柔软滑嫩，纤细修长，一开始挑逗的动作十分生涩，甚至不敢紧紧握着他。令狐冲又惊又骇，喉中发出咿唔的声音，只想质问她是哪个，可惜却根本说不出话来。
那双柔荑小手把玩良久，渐渐臻于熟练，令狐冲心中惊惧不已，身体却本能地发生了反应，被那双酥嫩的手撩拨得一柱擎天，他的腹中也渐渐有了一种奇异的骚动，就像一团烈火，不停地炙烤着他。
一张俏脸映入眼帘，竟然是小师妹岳灵珊，她亦嗔亦喜的看着令狐冲，一般上下揉搓，一边娇羞的说道：「大师兄，你还喜欢我幺？」令狐冲心有千言，万分想回答，想问小师妹如何活了过来，可是却有口难言。
岳灵珊见令狐冲不说话，逐渐凄哀起来，泣道：「我知道了，你已经不喜欢我啦，你喜欢上了那魔教的妖女……大师兄，我走了。」说着下床去了。令狐冲大急，却无法动单。
这时，脚步声又传来，令狐冲感觉一个光滑的身子悉悉嗦嗦的爬上了榻，慢慢跨坐到了他的身上。
「嗯……」俯在他身上的女体发出一声难耐的呻吟，双手撑在令狐冲的胸膛上，弓着脊背，袅娜的腰肢款款摆动，如蜻蜓点水一般，浅尝辄止地尝试着，一寸一寸地加深，直到他那行将爆炸的尘柄缓缓没入一处紧窒、湿热、幽深、销魂的所在……
夹在他腰间的那双大腿幼滑细嫩，结实颀长，在他身上轻轻起伏的臀部圆润且丰盈、绵软却有弹性，她像骑马一样迎凑着，将令狐冲一步步引领向极乐的巅峰，渐渐粗重的喘息和她低回婉转的呻吟，就如火上浇油一般，让他的欲望不断向顶峰攀登。
「冲哥，你可快活幺？」竟然是盈盈的声音，带着一股娇媚和颤栗。
当身上的女人已是香汗津津的时候，令狐冲再也克制不住，喉间发出一声低吼，炽热的岩浆凶猛地喷射出去……
身上的女人呃的尖叫一声，趴伏下来，轻轻地喘息着，就像一只柔体的猫儿，柔软的头发轻轻拂着他赤裸的胸膛，丰盈的乳房垂于令狐冲唇边，传来一阵阵战栗的余韵。
After a long, long time… when her emotions had completely calmed down, the captivating breathing ceased. She raised her head, and her beautiful face had transformed into Ning Zhongze. Linghu Chong was utterly horrified, crying out in his heart, “How could this be? How could she have become my master’s wife…”
Ning Zhongze gave him a charming smile, and with a rustling sound, she finished dressing. Linghu Chong felt her fastening his clothes, then the door opened softly, and she vanished like a ghost.
Linghu Chong sat up abruptly, feeling drenched in sweat. He realized he was sleeping on a stone bed in a stone house. It was all a dream. Damn it, damn it, Linghu Chong, you lecherous scoundrel, how could you be so filthy, dreaming of your master’s wife? He touched his lower body. Hmm? Why is it a little wet…
Ah, master’s wife, where is she? He remembered placing her on this stone bed, so why was he sleeping here now? Was he still dreaming?
Chapter Six:
Linghu Chong left the stone house. The sun was already rising, the valley was lush and green, and the cold pool was emerald green. Several peach trees in front of the door were in full bloom with pink blossoms. Straw ropes strung between the branches hung a few pieces of clothing—his own and his master's wife's—swaying gently in the breeze among the flowers.
Two pairs of boots lay on the stone by the door, washed clean; one pair was his own, and the other a pair of delicate deerskin boots, worn by his master's wife outside the valley.
Linghu Chong's heart trembled. He cried out, "Master's wife!" and slowly walked to the door of the stone house on the right. He gently pushed the wooden door, and it creaked open. In a glance, he saw that the room was simply furnished but exceptionally clean. In the main hall, there was only a bed, a table, and a small stool; nothing else. Ning Zhongze was lying on the bed, her eyes slightly closed, as if taking a nap.
Life and death had separated them, and now they were reunited after a calamity, all within a day or two. In this situation, the Buddha said that the bittersweet emotions of sorrow and joy were nothing more than this. Linghu Chong's nose tingled, tears streaming down his face. He bent his knees, pushed aside the golden bell and the jade pillar, and knelt before his master's wife.
...
The gentle spring sunlight pierced through the sky and streamed into the stone house. The room was silent except for Ning Zhongze's heavy breathing. Her eyelashes trembled as she seemed to be having a fleeting dream, in which she seemed to have returned to ten years ago. Her husband was chasing after five- or six-year-old Yue Lingshan as they ran across the grass, her daughter's giggling voice echoing through the sky, while she stood by, arms crossed, watching this heartwarming scene with a radiant smile.
Yue Lingshan ran further and further away. Suddenly, Yue Buqun abandoned his pursuit, walked up to her, and with a wicked smile, began to pluck her beard from under her chin. In a few strokes, he plucked it all off, and then shrilly questioned her, "How did you know I was practicing the Evil-Slaying Sword Technique? You...you...were you spying on me?"
At this moment, Yingying suddenly appeared from behind her, standing beside her, and said sharply to Yue Buqun, "Your daughter was killed by Lin Pingzhi. What does that have to do with Linghu Chong? You keep saying that Linghu Chong killed your daughter, you're truly wronging an innocent person. You've wronged Brother Chong, so I'll kill your wife." He then drew a dagger and stabbed it towards her heart. Ning Zhongze tried to dodge, but couldn't move, and watched helplessly as the dagger pierced her chest. A familiar figure rushed forward, embraced her, and cried out, "Master's wife, Master's wife..."
Ning Zhongze suddenly felt the voice was very close, right next to her ear, and she abruptly woke up. She saw Linghu Chong, his face streaked with tears, kneeling towards her.
Linghu Chong hugged Ning Zhongze's legs, sobbing uncontrollably.
...
Ning Zhongze stroked Linghu Chong's hair, looking at her disciple before her, and after a long while said lovingly, "Chong'er, life is inherently bitter. A true man should stand tall and upright. If Yingying knew in the afterlife, she wouldn't want to see you so unhappy, wouldn't you agree?"
Linghu Chong wiped away his tears, raised his head, and forced a smile, "Master's teachings are right. Your disciple will not cry."
Ning Zhongze said, "I was stabbed by Yingying, you must know that?" Linghu Chong thought of the cause of this incident and said with shame, "Yes, your disciple knows."
Ning Zhongze said, "Then why are you and I in this valley?... And why did Yingying...?"
Linghu Chong immediately recounted the events to Ning Zhongze. Upon hearing that Yue Buqun had abandoned her, Ning Zhongze turned pale. After listening to Linghu Chong's account, she pondered for a long time before saying, "Alas, what a tragedy, what a tragedy! Chong'er, although Yingying stabbed me, she died because of her love for you, and because of you and me. I saw you write 'Linghu Chong's beloved wife' on her tombstone. You truly are a good man; a real man should value loyalty and have clear distinctions between love and hate!" At
this point, she suddenly thought of that person, and her nose tingled with emotion, her voice choked with sobs. She continued, "Chong'er..." "What are your plans for the future?" She was worried that Linghu Chong might do something rash, but he replied, "Yingying is gone. My life is meaningless now. But my body and hair are gifts from my parents, and I dare not harm them. This place is full of green hills and clear waters, and there is no one here. Once my master's wife recovers, I will find a way to send her out of the valley, and I will stay here to stay with Yingying."
Ning Zhongze recognized the word "valley" and felt a little lost. She thought, "Even if I leave the valley, where should I go?" She felt that there was no place for her in the world. This valley was so quiet, so she might as well stay here and live out her remaining days. Suddenly, she remembered that she had done that immoral thing for Linghu Chong. Although Linghu Chong did not know, heaven and earth knew, and it was unforgivable by ethics. So she thought, "Fine, I will leave the valley, kill that little thief Lin to avenge Shan'er, and then find a place to die quietly!" She made this decision in secret.
As she pondered, a few rumbling sounds came from her stomach, indicating she hadn't eaten for nearly two days and was feeling hungry.
Ning Zhongze blushed slightly and tried to get up, but unexpectedly, Linghu Chong was holding her legs. Her ancient dress, worn and tattered, was torn open at the crotch with a sharp tear.
Linghu Chong's vision blurred; pink, snow-white, and dark black flashed before his eyes. He froze, forgetting to let go, and felt a delicate, orchid-like fragrance waft into his nose, causing him to swallow hard.
Ning Zhongze was filled with shame and even more indignation upon hearing Linghu Chong's swallowing. She hurriedly tried to pull down her dress, but touched Linghu Chong's hands.
Linghu Chong felt a soft, pink substance on the back of his hand, jolted awake, and quickly let go, turning away and cursing himself for being so shameful.
Ning Zhongze whispered, "Chong'er, you... go out for a moment." Linghu Chong hurriedly turned around and rushed out of the house, but unexpectedly, the threshold blocked his way, and he fell flat on his face with a thud, grimacing and
looking quite disheveled. Ning Zhongze couldn't help but chuckle at the sight.
Linghu Chong stood up, not daring to turn around, but heard Ning Zhongze say, "Chong'er... from now on, you shall call me Master. Don't call me Master's Wife anymore."
Linghu Chong thought for a moment and understood why his Master's Wife said this. He immediately replied, "Yes, Master. I'm awake. I'll go find some food."
Linghu Chong took two steps, then felt a hard, uncomfortable thing protruding between his legs. He remembered Ning Zhongze's jade-like fingers touching the back of his hand; those fingers were as white and smooth as scallions, incredibly delicate and pink. A flutter of desire rose in his heart, and he thought, "Master's Wife's hands are truly beautiful..."
With a slap, he fiercely slapped his right hand with his left, thinking, "Linghu Chong, Linghu Chong, how can you be such a beast, having such vile thoughts about Master's Wife? If you continue to be so filthy, I'll chop your hand off..."

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