李公著明，睢寧令襟卓先生公子也，為人豪爽無餒怯，為新城王季良內弟。季良家多樓閣，往往見怪異。公常暑月寄宿，愛閣上晚涼。或告之異，公笑不聽，固命設榻，主人如言。囑僕輩伴公宿，公辭曰：「生平不解怖。」主人乃使炷香于爐，請衽何趾，始息燭覆扉而去。公就枕移時，于月色中見幾上茗碗，傾側旋轉，不墜亦不休。公咄之，鏗然立止。又若有人拔香炷，炫搖空際，縱橫作花縷。公起叱曰：「何物鬼魅敢爾！」裸裼下榻，欲就捉之。以足覓床下，僅得一履，不暇冥搜，赤足撾搖處，炷頓插爐，竟寂無兆。公俯身遍摸暗陬，忽一物騰擊頰上，覺似履狀，索之，亦殊不得。乃啟覆下樓，呼從人爇火燭之，空無一物，乃復就寢。既明，使數人搜履，翻席倒榻，不知所在。主人為公易履。越日偶一仰首，見一履夾塞椽間，挑撥而下，則公履也。
李著明是睢寧令襟卓先生的兒子，為人豪爽，毫不膽怯，也是新城王季良的小舅子。王季良家裡有許多樓閣，常常出現怪事。李公曾在夏天借住他家，喜歡樓閣上夜晚的涼爽。有人告訴他那裡鬧怪事，李公笑著不肯聽，堅持叫人在那裡安放床鋪，主人便照辦了。主人又吩咐僕人陪李公住宿，李公推辭說：「我平生不知道害怕是什麼。」主人便讓人在爐裡點上香，問他床鋪要朝哪個方向擺，隨後才熄滅蠟燭，關上門離開。李公躺下過了一會兒，藉著月光看見桌上的茶碗歪斜著旋轉，既不掉下來，也不停。李公呵斥一聲，茶碗便鏗的一響，立即停住。接著，又像有人把香從爐裡拔出來，在空中晃動，火光縱橫，畫出花紋。李公起身罵道：「什麼鬼怪，敢這樣放肆！」他袒露著上身下床，想過去捉住它。用腳在床下找鞋，只找到一隻，來不及在黑暗裡繼續尋找，便光著腳去擊打香火晃動的地方。香立即插回爐中，四下寂靜，再沒有動靜。李公彎下身，在暗處的角落裡到處摸索，忽然有個東西飛起，打在他臉頰上，感覺像一隻鞋，再找卻怎麼也找不到。他便開門下樓，叫隨從點火照看，裡面空空的，什麼也沒有，於是又回去睡覺。天亮以後，他叫幾個人找鞋，翻席搬床，也不知道鞋在哪裡。主人給他換了一雙鞋。第二天，偶然有人抬頭，看見一隻鞋夾在椽子之間，挑撥下來，正是李公的鞋。
李公着明，睢宁令襟卓先生公子也，为人豪爽无馁怯，为新城王季良内弟。季良家多楼阁，往往见怪异。公常暑月寄宿，爱阁上晚凉。或告之异，公笑不听，固命设榻，主人如言。嘱仆辈伴公宿，公辞曰：「生平不解怖。」主人乃使炷香于炉，请衽何趾，始息烛覆扉而去。公就枕移时，于月色中见几上茗碗，倾侧旋转，不坠亦不休。公咄之，铿然立止。又若有人拔香炷，炫摇空际，纵横作花缕。公起叱曰：「何物鬼魅敢尔！」裸裼下榻，欲就捉之。以足觅床下，仅得一履，不暇冥搜，赤足挝摇处，炷顿插炉，竟寂无兆。公俯身遍摸暗陬，忽一物腾击颊上，觉似履状，索之，亦殊不得。乃启覆下楼，呼从人爇火烛之，空无一物，乃复就寝。既明，使数人搜履，翻席倒榻，不知所在。主人为公易履。越日偶一仰首，见一履夹塞椽间，挑拨而下，则公履也。
李著明是睢宁令襟卓先生的儿子，为人豪爽，毫不胆怯，也是新城王季良的小舅子。王季良家里有许多楼阁，常常出现怪事。李公曾在夏天借住他家，喜欢楼阁上夜晚的凉爽。有人告诉他那里闹怪事，李公笑着不肯听，坚持叫人在那里安放床铺，主人便照办了。主人又吩咐仆人陪李公住宿，李公推辞说：“我平生不知道害怕是什么。”主人便让人在炉里点上香，问他床铺要朝哪个方向摆，随后才熄灭蜡烛，关上门离开。李公躺下过了一会儿，借着月光看见桌上的茶碗歪斜着旋转，既不掉下来，也不停。李公呵斥一声，茶碗便铿的一响，立即停住。接着，又像有人把香从炉里拔出来，在空中晃动，火光纵横，画出花纹。李公起身骂道：“什么鬼怪，敢这样放肆！”他袒露着上身下床，想过去捉住它。用脚在床下找鞋，只找到一只，来不及在黑暗里继续寻找，便光着脚去击打香火晃动的地方。香立即插回炉中，四下寂静，再没有动静。李公弯下身，在暗处的角落里到处摸索，忽然有个东西飞起，打在他脸颊上，感觉像一只鞋，再找却怎么也找不到。他便开门下楼，叫随从点火照看，里面空空的，什么也没有，于是又回去睡觉。天亮以后，他叫几个人找鞋，翻席搬床，也不知道鞋在哪里。主人给他换了一双鞋。第二天，偶然有人抬头，看见一只鞋夹在椽子之间，挑拨下来，正是李公的鞋。
Li Zhuming, son of Li Jinzhuo, magistrate of Suining, was a bold, open-hearted man without a trace of timidity. His elder sister was married to Wang Jiliang of Xincheng. Wang’s house had many towers and lofts, and strange things were often seen in them. Once, in the hot months, Li was staying there, and he loved the cool of the evening in the upper loft. Someone told him of the strange happenings; Li laughed and would not listen, and insisted that a bed be made up for him there. The host did as he asked, and told the servants to sleep up there with him. Li declined. “I have never in my life known what fear is,” he said. So the host had incense lit in the burner, asked which way he would have his bed laid, and only then put out the candle, closed the doors and left. Li had been lying on his pillow for a while when, in the moonlight, he saw the teacup on the table tilt and spin, neither falling nor stopping. He barked at it, and with a clink it stopped dead. Then it was as though someone had pulled out the stick of incense and was waving it through the air, tracing glowing patterns this way and that. Li sat up and shouted, “What kind of ghost dares to do this!” Stripped to the waist, he got off the bed to seize it. He felt under the bed with his foot and found only one shoe. With no time to grope about in the dark for the other, he struck barefoot at the place where the light was waving. At once the incense stick was back in the burner, and all was still, without a sign. Li bent down and felt all over the dark corners. Suddenly something flew up and struck him on the cheek. It felt like a shoe, but when he searched for it, it was nowhere to be found. So he opened the doors, went downstairs, and called his attendants to bring a light. There was nothing there at all. He went back to bed. When it was light he had several men search for the shoe. They turned over the mats and upended the bed, but it was not to be found. The host gave him another pair. The day after, a chance glance upward found a shoe wedged between the rafters. They poked it down: it was Li’s.