李象先，壽光之聞人也。前世為某寺執爨僧，無疾而化。魂出棲坊上，下見市上行人，皆有火光出顛上，蓋體中陽氣也。夜既昏，念坊上不可久居，但諸舍暗黑，不知所之。唯一家燈火猶明，飄赴之。及門，則身已嬰兒。母乳之。見乳恐懼；腹不勝飢，閉目強吮。逾三月餘，即不復乳；乳之，則驚懼而啼。母以米瀋間棗栗哺之，得長成。是為象先。兒時至某寺，見寺僧，皆能呼其名。至老猶畏乳。
李象先，寿光之闻人也。前世为某寺执爨僧，无疾而化。魂出栖坊上，下见市上行人，皆有火光出颠上，盖体中阳气也。夜既昏，念坊上不可久居，但诸舍暗黑，不知所之。唯一家灯火犹明，飘赴之。及门，则身已婴儿。母乳之。见乳恐惧；腹不胜饥，闭目强吮。逾三月余，即不复乳；乳之，则惊惧而啼。母以米沈间枣栗哺之，得长成。是为象先。儿时至某寺，见寺僧，皆能呼其名。至老犹畏乳。
Li Xiangxian was a well-known man of Shouguang. In his former life he had been the kitchen monk at a certain temple, and he died without any illness. His soul left his body and perched on top of a memorial arch. Looking down, he saw that every person walking in the market had a glow of fire rising from the crown of the head: this was the yang energy in their bodies. When night fell, he thought he could not stay long on the arch, but every house was dark and he did not know where to go. Only one house still had a lamp burning, and he drifted toward it. When he reached the door, he was already an infant. His mother gave him the breast. The sight of it terrified him, but his belly could not bear the hunger, so he shut his eyes and forced himself to suck. After a little more than three months he would suckle no longer; when she offered the breast, he cried in terror. His mother fed him rice broth mixed with dates and chestnuts, and so he grew up. This was Xiangxian. As a boy he went to that temple and could call each of the monks by name. Even in old age he was still afraid of breasts.