The job of an old man named Kikuchi Yanosuke in his younger days was that of a teamster. He was a master flute player, and often went through the night blowing his whistle as he walked the road with his horse. One moonlit night, as he and his many co-workers crossed the Sakaigi Pass to the beach, he took out his flute again and blew as they passed a place called Oyachi. Oyachi is a deep valley with a thick birch forest and a damp stream with reeds underneath. At this time, someone called out from the bottom of the valley in a high voice, "This is interesting. They all went pale and ran away.
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