of all those dead and dying sheep。 There was blood all over the ground； as thick as two fingers in places； and more on the stone wall。 The marks of four fangs stood out on the necks of the dead animals； whose blood had even flowed outside the wall。 There were also several piles of wolf dung 。 。 。 Later on； headquarters changed the regulations； requir—ing people who lived near one of the enclosures to remence night watches； for which work points would be given。 More and more stone and rammed…earth enclosures have been built on the birthing meadows in recent years and； since there are night watchmen again； there have been no more stories of wolves flying into an enclosure and eating our sheep。”
But that wasn’t enough for Chen Zhen； who went around asking other herders。 All of them— men and women； young and old—told him that wolves could fly。 They also said that when a wolf dies； its soul flies up to Tengger。
Eventually； Police Chief Harbar was released from confinement in the banner interrogation unit and sent back to assume his position again。 Taking a pack of Beijing cigarettes with him； Chen went to call on the chief to get an explanation as to how the wolves had “fl own” in and out of the enclosure。
Chief Harbar； a graduate of the Inner Mongolian Police Academy and fluent in Chinese； said； “The case is closed。 Unfortunately； the sci—entific explanation has no standing on the grassland； and most of the herders don’t believe it。 All but a few educated and experienced hunters； who accepted the results of the investigation； were convinced that the wolves could fly。 If we respect the beliefs and customs of the local popu—lation” he laughed—“then the wolves flew into the enclosure。 There’s a bit of truth to that； since wolves do sail through the air a long ways。
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“The herders were in a state of anxiety that day；” he went on； “believ—ing that Tengger was angry enough to send down a scourge。 They left their herds up on the mountain and rushed back to see what was hap—pening。 Women and old men went down on their knees to Tengger。 Children were so frightened they didn’t cry even when grown…ups slapped them。 Worried that the motion would adversely affect pro—duction； Director Uljii gave me two days to solve the case。 I called the cadres together to safeguard the site； but it had already been corrupted。 All the clues on the ground outside the enclosure had been trampled on by people and sheep； and I had to examine every inch of the stone wall with a magnifying glass。 Finally； on the outside of the northeast corner of the wall； I found two faint； bloody wolf…paw prints。 That solved the case。 Can you guess how the wolves got in？”
Chen shook his head。
“I determined；” Chief Harbar said； “that one large wolf had leaned its front paws against the wall； rear legs on the ground； and made its body available as a springboard。 The other wolves ran full speed； jumped on its back and shoulders； and sailed into the enclosure。 From inside； wouldn’t it look like they flew in？”
Amazed by what he was hearing； Chen said； “Those Olonbulag wolves are incredibly smart。 Almost as soon as the stone enclosures went up on the grassland； they fi gured out how to deal with them。 It’s like they’re bewitched 。 。 。 The herders aren’t that far off when they say that the wolves can fly。 And when they fell out of the sky in the midst of the sheep； the flock must have been scared half to death。 The rest was easy。 After a killing frenzy； they ate their fill； all but the poor wolf springboard on the other side of the wall。 It got nothing。 It must have been a special animal； devoted to the pack； obviously an alpha male。”
Chief Harbar laughed heartily。 “Wrong；” he said。 “The way I see it； that wolf flew in and ate just as much as the others。 You should know that these wolves have a strong collective spirit； they stick together。 It’s not in their nature to abandon one of their own。 A wolf on the inside acted as a springboard for another one； which had eaten its fill； to leap back across the wall。 Then it acted as a springboard for the hungry wolf to fly into the enclosure and eat its fill。 Those two bloody paw prints were left by the second wolf。 How else would they have been bloody？ The first wolf hadn’t made a kill when it was the springboard； so its paws were clean； no blood。 Right？ Think about it。 They played a neat trick on the people。 The pack was inside the enclosure； where it killed at will。 The people built the wall to keep the wolves out； but wound up keeping the sheepdogs out instead。 I guarantee you that Cheren…dorji’s dogs’ anger pushed their noses out of joint。 They weren’t smart enough to follow the wolves’ example； nor would they if they could have； because once they flew inside； they’d have been no match for the smarter wolves。”
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“They’re smarter than me too；” Chen said。 “But one problem remains。 How did the last member of the pack get out safely？ Where was its spring—board？”
The question delighted Chief Harbar。 “People really are stupider than wolves；” he said。 “That’s what puzzled everybody back then too。 That is； until Director Uljii went into the enclosure； sloshing through all the blood。 He discovered a pile of six or seven sheep carcasses up against the northeast wall； and everyone assumed that the last wolf was one of the smartest and most powerful pack leaders。 All by itself； it had made a springboard out of a pile of sheep carcasses and flown out of the enclosure。 There were those who didn’t think one wolf could have managed it alone； and that several of them had done the piling； then jumped out。 When it was all over； Director Uljii summoned the team leaders to the site and described to them how the wolves had leaped into the enclosure； and back out。 That brought a sense of calm to the pasture。 Cherendorji was not punished； but Director Uljii made a self—criticism； acknowledging that he’d underestimated the wolves； that he’d taken them too lightly。”
Chen Zhen’s hair stood on end。 Although he accepted the chief’s conclusion； from that day on fantastic images of flying wolves frequently visited his dreams； and he often woke up drenched in cold sweat。 No longer did he treat grassland legends simply as entertainment。
Several days passed； and Chen decided to get a close look at the bri…gade’s two open… air sky…burial sites。 One was on the northern slope of Mount Chagantolgai； the other on the northeastern slope of Black Rock Mountain。 At first glance the two burial sites looked pretty much like other hillside grazing land。 But up close； there were distinct differ—ences。 Both were far from the ancient nomadic trails； in a bleak loca—tion north of the grasslands’ sacred mountains； close to wolf territory and to Tengger； thereby shortening the distance that souls had to travel to reach heaven。 In addition； the ground was rocky and uneven； bumpy enough for the carts。
For centuries on the Olonbulag； when a herder died； people stripped him naked and tied his body up in a roll of felt； although some—times they left the corpse clothed so they could forego the felt。 Then they loaded the corpse onto a cart on which a long board had been laid across the shafts and made secure。 In the predawn hours； two senior male members of the family； each holding one end of the board； drove the cart to the sky…burial site； where they whipped their horses into a gallop。 Inevitably； the deceased bounced out of the cart； and that was the spot where the soul would return to Tengger。 The two relatives dis—mounted and； if the corpse was naked； unrolled the felt and lay the deceased out on the grass； facing the sky； exactly the way he （or she） came into the world； naked and innocent。 At that moment； the deceased belonged to the wolves； and to the gods。 Whether or not the soul of the deceased would enter Tengger depended on the virtues； or their lack； of the life lived。 Generally speaking； that would be known within three days。 If； by then； nothing but bones was left of the corpse； the soul of the deceased had entered Tengger。 But if the deceased remained more or less whole； the family was thrown